Unexpectedly, Shen Jian妮 scratched her head and picked up her phone again, saying gloomily, "Then I'll try talking to him again. But remember, your private doctor's visiting fee is quite high. I'm only responsible for coaxing him. If he raises the price, it's on you."
In an instant, before she could dial, He Qimo snatched the phone away.
Shen Jian妮 looked at the stern and handsome He Qimo, bewildered, "What are you doing?"
In the next moment, He Qimo, seething with anger, grabbed her and pinned her down furiously, shouting, "Do you really want to get rid of it that badly?"
He then sealed her lips, while skillfully lifting her thin nightgown from her knees to above her waist, his hand easily finding its way in.
Shen Jian妮's body shivered.
Ever since learning about He Qimo's impressive skills in bed, she had been quite eager.
