Sun Xiaoxiao said, "President Li, shall I take you to rest?"
Her words were very suggestive, and Li Hao knew it too.
Sun Xiaoxiao felt a little ashamed for saying such a thing for the first time, perhaps because Li Hao looked too serious.
This only highlights her somewhat dissolute nature.
But she couldn't care less about that, because this was the task Sun Jiming had given her.
Almost every time she brought someone, as long as it was someone Sun Jiming specifically requested her to serve, they were bound to be tough nuts to crack, with strange sexual fetishes or a penchant for making unreasonable demands.
But she always succeeded, so Sun Jiming trusted her a lot.
Perhaps Li Hao is like that too.
He appears shrewd and aloof, but actually...
She stopped thinking about it and walked to his side, placing her hand on his. Her slender fingers unconsciously slid across his strong forearm, which was covered by his white shirt.
Following her suggestion, Li Hao and the two went to a room.
The walls were covered with a variety of tools. He walked around the room and found no cameras.
She let out a soft chuckle. "Why would you think I have such a fetish?"
He hooked a leather tassel whip with his slender fingers, looking somewhat helpless.
Sun Xiaoxiao behind him had already started to unbutton her outer garment, revealing her delicate and fair skin underneath.
She had rolled up one side of her stockings, and with the strands of hair that had fallen down slightly as she helped Li Hao to the bathroom, it looked somewhat messy yet beautiful.
When Li Hao turned around, he stumbled upon such a sensual scene.
He did not look away.
Until her fingers loosened the ribbon of her bra at her chest.
Li Hao finally spoke, "Put your clothes on."
The tone was somewhat cold, causing Sun Xiaoxiao to pause slightly, her fingers still fixed on her chest.
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