C154 Arguments

"Ahem. . . " Han Yushu choked on the cigarette and coughed twice. She grabbed her collar with her right hand and said in despair, "What do you want to do to make you happy?"

"What do you think?" Zhang Hao deliberately set his eyes on Han Yushu's chest. The hidden meaning in his eyes could not be clearer.

Han Yushu was stunned for a moment. She trembled and shrank to the corner of the wall