The bustling street corners of the city.
Lin Fan parked his car and made his way to the second floor of the café.
When he entered the private room, he saw Qu Liping already waiting there. As soon as she spotted Lin Fan, she immediately knelt on the ground.
"Master, I don't know how to thank you for saving my life yesterday."
Dressed in a black skirt, despite her somewhat plump figure, her kneeling was such an act of submission, especially the way she crawled toward Lin Fan. She began unbuckling his belt instantly, a servant's demeanor that Lin Fan simply couldn't reject.
"Enough, it was nothing more than a simple gesture, no need for thanks."
Lin Fan, seated in the chair, luxuriated in Qu Liping's oral service. It must be said that she, being well-trained, served him incredibly comfortably, especially with her tongue; no spot was left unglossed, making Lin Fan involuntarily gasp when she reached his back door.
"Master, open the window and look outside!"
