Lin Meiqing's face was scorching hot, as red as a ripe apple. Her large, innocent eyes, full of expectation and longing, were fixed on Shen Fanyun with a look that no man could resist.
Shen Fanyun was utterly flustered.
"Xiao Shen, haven't you found a suitable spot yet?" Lin Meiqing asked impatiently.
You might as well just kill me! Auntie... when I first met you, you weren't like this at all. Why do you now make me feel so... afraid? So it's true what they say: women are like wolves in their thirties and tigers in their forties. You really can't mess with a woman of this age.
He pulled up to a deserted country lane. The moment Shen Fanyun parked the car, Lin Meiqing eagerly pounced, tugging at his clothes and muttering, "Such a hassle. I have to do everything myself."
"Xiao Shen, Auntie has been waiting for you for so, so long," Lin Meiqing chuckled mischievously.
