บท 339: External He Was Sick of It

In the end, Tong Wenya was so tired that she almost broke down. Her back was sore and her legs were weak. It was as if she had been crushed by a heavy machine.

"Do you still have the strength to seduce my brother?" Chunyu Chen asked in a deep voice.

"Come again if you can!" Even if she was about to faint, she should not yield to him. No matter how bad he was, he was nothing more than this. What else could he do?!

"I'm already sick of it. Just looking at you makes me lose my appetite." Chunyu Chen's long and narrow phoenix eyes glanced at her mockingly. He stood up gracefully and looked indifferently at the clothes that were still piled up like a mountain.

"Keep washing. Don't stop for the whole night."

"If you're afraid that I'll stop, just stay here and watch. Otherwise, I might be lazy when you leave."

"Bring me a chair!" Chunyu Chen ordered again.

Damn, did this bastard really want to stay and supervise her? Wasn't he tired?