Seeing Lin Hao's mischievous smile, shyness bloomed in Han Shirou's eyes as she hurriedly lowered her head. Her fair, smooth long legs instinctively pressed together, and her delicate lips quivered as she begged for mercy, "Boss... Boss, please... please... spare me!"
Lin Hao laughed heartily. "Spare you? That cracks me up. I'm not here to kill you."
Hearing this, Han Shirou's pretty face flushed so hot it felt like it could boil an egg on contact.
Chapter 412