Chapter 871: Plotting Against You Was Just to Climb Up the Ranks

Their clothes fell into a messy pile.

"Oh… painful…"

"Let's make the storm more violent, shall we?"

Si Han had no sympathy for her at all. Seeing that she'd taken the initiative to be tortured, he no longer had any concerns.

Under the hazy moonlight, the Maybach with excellent stability was trembling fiercely. It could be seen how passionate the situation inside the car was.

This night was still long.

The next morning, when the sun shone on his face, Fu Ya was already awake.

She wrapped herself in a towel and stepped on the carpet barefooted. She slowly walked into the bathroom.

Si Han leaned against the head of the bed lazily. His naked upper body had traces of Fu Ya's scratches, and it was extremely ambiguous.

Not too long later, Fu Ya walked out.

Si Han didn't even bat an eyelid. He was so calm that he didn't look like the man who wildly wanted more yesterday night.

"Tell me. What do you want?"