"Flip you over to spank you?" That woman laughed softly, "I'm not a brute, so I don't know how to curse or hit people. It's so hot today, consider it a red wine bath courtesy of you."
While speaking, she used her hand to spread the red wine on her body, making a show of great enjoyment.
One hand roamed over her body as she started pole dancing against the clothesline again.
This time, it was even more risqué.
Her wine-soaked hand slid directly down into her skirt around her lower abdomen.
"Keep dancing, you little slut."
Shen Cheng gave her a disdainful glance and turned away.
The woman wasn't angry; instead, she laughed even more exaggeratedly, deliberately raising her voice, "Not every woman can be as sexy and wanton as I am. If you're so capable, don't walk away. Let's see who's better!"
Shen Cheng paused, turned back, and looking at her overconfident demeanor, couldn't help but let out a faint sneer, "Compete with you? I find it beneath me."
