Having secured Lin Fan's consent, Ren Tian'ai then climbed onto him, driving the "Iron Pestle" once again deep into the muddy "Garden". It must be said, she knew exactly what pleased men; answering a phone call in such a moment was undoubtedly the most wickedly amusing thing for a man.
"Hello!"
As the "long sword was sheathed", Ren Tian'ai let out a soft moan, then bit her lip and pressed the answer button, turning on the speakerphone so Lin Fan could hear every sound.
A man's voice came through the phone immediately, "Mr. Ren, where are you?"
"Since it's the weekend, I'm naturally at home. Is there something you need?"
Ren Tian'ai continued to gently rock her body as she spoke.
"Send me your location; I'll come to you."
The commanding tone in Zhao Xiaozhuang's voice also proved Ren Tian'ai's words true; he certainly hadn't been here before.
"That won't be convenient. Whatever it is, let's talk over the phone."
