Play-acting that Turned into Reality

"Come, have a few drinks with me!"

Li Nanchen opened two bottles of good liquor. Noticing that the manager still did not leave, he wrapped his arm around Wu Mei's shoulder and drank some liquor with her.

Under the table, his other hand caressed Wu Mei's legs and waist. The hot temperature of his palm continued to move up through her gauze-like clothes, checking if she was injured.

Li Nanchen's fingers caressed every inch of her skin, causing her breathing to quicken.

"!"

Wu Mei's brows knitted together and she stepped on his foot as a form of warning.

Li Nanchen burst into laughter and gently put his hand down. He heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Wu Mei, who has been a spy until now, is not injured!

"I want her to spend the night with me."

Li Nanchen looked at the manager and threw out two more bundles of US-dollar bills. He hugged Wu Mei and kissed her cheek, his gaze filled with urgency.