But he wasn't impatient.
With a teasing smile, he said, "Principal Ning, you know, young people's bodies are just like that!"
Ning Wanyi replied displeased, "Is your thing made of iron?"
Qin Qi crossed his arms, "Principal Ning, my condition is for half a year, you have to do as I say. What, are you going to break the contract or fall out with me?"
Ning Wanyi glared furiously at Qin Qi.
After a moment, she still clenched her fists and rose straight from the chair.
That graceful figure, those long, beautiful legs wrapped in pantyhose, and those red high heels, along with her tight skirt's curvy hips.
Every part is an ultimate weapon against men!
"Alright, hurry up and get it over with and leave!" Ning Wanyi said coldly.
Qin Qi said no more, sitting in the corner of the sofa.
Ning Wanyi returned to her place, bent down, and engulfed Qin Qi's thing without hesitation, starting to move up and down.
