Hearing this, Wen Nan was slightly taken aback, then with a playful look on his face, he laughed and said, "This... would cost extra."
Unexpectedly, Yang Jingyuan took it seriously, her face showing some delight, "Sure, name your price."
Wen Nan shook his head with a smile, "I was joking, sis, don't take it seriously."
As he spoke, he leaned back into his seat and began to fix his clothes.
Yang Jingyuan sat up, looking at his actions, a bit confused, "You're... you're leaving already?"
Wen Nan, already buttoning his shirt, turned to Yang Jingyuan with a smile upon hearing her, "Sis, I still have to go to work."
Seeing the beautiful lines of abs and chest muscles being gradually covered by the buttons, Yang Jingyuan couldn't hide the disappointment on her face. She leaned closer to Wen Nan, raised her hand, gently caressing his firm chest through the clothing, her gaze traveling upwards until it landed on his handsome, smiling face.
