Chapter 602

This guy is really smart, Su Qing thought to herself. She reached out and poked him on the forehead with a finger, saying, "You! What do you want me to say about you! Why did you put all your future and destiny on me? I'm not anyone to you!"

"You are my sister." Seeing that Su Qing was no longer angry, he smiled wickedly, reached out and grabbed her fair and soft jade hand, and continued to flatter her with sweet words: "Sister Su, you are so good to me."

"I really can't help you!" Su Qing was amused by his rogue yet pleasing appearance and lost all her anger for a moment. After saying this, she looked down at his actions, raised her face, rolled her eyes at him, and asked, "You've only been busy with your family's affairs these past few days, have you missed Sister?"

"I have, how could I not?" He smiled wickedly and moved his butt toward Su Qing. His body was almost pressed against her. Looking at each other, he found a trace of panic in Su Qing's eyes, so he knew that after not seeing each other for a few days, it was time to do something to Su Qing to repay her kindness. How to win a woman's heart? He, who had read countless women, had long had a method that worked every time, and that was that famous quote of Zhang Ailing. That sentence would be verified accurately on a woman of a wolf-like and tiger-like age.

"Missed?" Su Qing's eyes became a bit blurred. She used her thumb to gently caress the back of the hand that was holding hers, "Do you miss Sister, or do you miss Sister's body?"

"Whatever Sister Su wants me to miss, I'll miss." He said with a wicked smile while bringing his face close to her. A woman nearing fifty who hadn't touched a man for a few days—it was conceivable that when the man who conquered her appeared in front of her again and looked at her with hot eyes at such a close distance, the psychological restlessness, the restlessness before the storm, made her heartbeat accelerate uncontrollably. Her body felt the scorching heat caused by the palpitation, especially the breath exhaled from Zhao Desan's nostrils at such a close distance, which hit her fleshy earlobe, making her mood excited invisibly. She was inexplicably full of expectations for what was about to happen. Her earlobes turned red uncontrollably. She slanted her eyes and gave him a charming look, stammering, "You wicked guy, your mouth is like it's been poured with honey. Sister is now... now wants... wants..."

"Is it that you want that?" Zhao Desan leaned his mouth close to her ear and whispered with a wicked smile.

Su Qing slanted her face and smiled charmingly without saying a word. Zhao Desan was right as expected. It seemed he had to "reward" Sister Su properly. So he didn't say anything, hugged her with a wicked smile, and pressed her gently. Su Qing followed the trend and lay back softly on the sofa. Zhao Desan climbed onto her full body with a wicked smile, and from her fair and fleshy earlobe, he began to kiss with his mouth. At the same time, his hands were not idle, caressing upward gently along her soft and slender willow waist through her clothes...