In the luxurious Lamborghini driving through the bustling street.
Chen Ruolong held the steering wheel with one hand and picked up the phone with the other, dialing a number.
"Hey, Xiaoling, we're almost there, remember to dress nicely."
After giving this simple instruction, Chen Ruolong hung up the phone and turned to wink at Sun Zhe in the passenger seat.
Sun Zhe had a peculiar expression, "Are you really going to take me to a 2V1?"
"What's wrong with a 2V1?" Chen Ruolong looked as if it was a matter of course.
Sun Zhe: "It is your woman after all, wouldn't it be..."
"Tch, who's calling her my woman? She's just a toy, no telling how many men have slept with her behind my back. Who cares who sleeps with her, huh? Even if we don't sleep with her tonight, she'd probably find someone else to sleep with."
"Let me tell you, these women nowadays actually need it more than men, they're hornier than men, they just can't wait to be filled up twenty-four hours a day!"
