Chapter 1870: Let It End If It Should End

Under Zhao Desan's careful training, He Liping enjoyed the mighty power of the little man. She really loved this little man to death. She originally wanted to play with Zhao Desan with only half her energy tonight, but she didn't expect she couldn't hold back and it got out of hand...

Although Zhao Desan was also exhausted, after all, he had things and people on his mind. He wanted to exempt Lan Mei from being overly suppressed by He Liping, and he wanted He Liping to be able to do things for him sincerely.

"Sister He, don't sleep yet, I still have something to discuss with you." After the ** (climax), Zhao Desan said panting.

"Let's talk about anything tomorrow, I really can't do it anymore." He Liping didn't expect she would end up like this. She originally wanted to probe Zhao Desan's bottom line to see to what extent he had reached with Lan Mei, but now it was clear she was a bit powerless.

"No, you can't sleep, this is an order!" Zhao Desan brought out the set he was most proud of tonight.

"Go away, who are you ordering? The game is over, go order the waiter!" He Liping said with her eyes closed, smiling.

"Eh, I'm puzzled, why do you change as soon as you say so?" Zhao Desan said with a bit of anger.

"Who said I change as soon as I say so? Didn't I tell you, the game is over, it's time to rest." He Liping said while turning over, looking like she was ready to sleep.

"That won't do!" Zhao Desan raised his voice and shouted: "You say it's over, so it's over? I still think the game has just begun!"

Zhao Desan's words were unexpected by He Liping. She blinked her beautiful big eyes, not knowing how to respond for a while. Looking at Zhao Desan's fierce appearance, she softened and begged: "Alright, alright, then accompany you to talk for a while, okay? But, maybe no more, I can't take it anymore."

"Hehe, you can't take it anymore, so it's over? That depends on whether I still have interest!" After speaking, Zhao Desan pounced on He Liping...

He Liping protected her chest tightly with both hands, begging Zhao Desan with a smile: "I beg you, my little husband, let's forget it tonight, otherwise I won't be able to go to work tomorrow."