His mischievous hands, however, didn't stay on her waist for long. They quickly slid down, caressing her soft, plump, perky bottom.
Even sitting on his lap, she couldn't escape his devilish hands.
It made Zheng Yanfei squirm, and she murmured shyly.
"Don't, sir. The other passengers might see."
"It's just the two of us in the VIP cabin. What is there to be afraid of?"
Lin Shen rationalized his actions within their "scenario" as his hands continued their brazen exploration of her body, making it impossible for her to focus on the massage.
Biting her lip, she leaned in and cooed into Lin Shen's ear in a cloyingly sweet voice.
"Sir, what do I have to do to make you not file a complaint? I'll do anything."
"What do you think?"
The smile on Lin Shen's lips widened, causing Zheng Yanfei's cheeks to flush red. After a moment of hesitation, she whispered...
"Should we... go somewhere else? This place isn't very convenient."
"Alright."
