Liu Chuanfeng didn't really want to drive them back; going back and forth was already tiring enough, and the crux of the matter was that there were two of them.
He decisively refused. He swore that even if Sun Qianyue wore black silk stockings, it wouldn't work.
When Sun Qianyue sent him a picture of a pair of legs clad in white silk, he wiped away his drool and agreed. The little green tea b**** was sometimes sensible in a way that made you want to smack her.
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