Duan Meng's voice was trembling slightly, as if saying such words was very difficult.
"My, my sole purpose is to please you."
Her words were filled with grievance; each sentence that was once spoken with an air of superiority now carried a hint of coquettish surrender.
Qin Qi's figure, which had faded away earlier, returned once more.
He grinned, "Miss Duan, you must understand, I don't have the inclination to do this with you every day. And what you call pleasing me should make me interested in doing it with you!"
"But your way of pleasing is pretty much the same every day. Do you think I'll be interested every time?"
What Qin Qi said made Duan Meng realize he had a point.
She frowned and curiously asked, "Then, what should I do?"
"Beg me!" Qin Qi replied with a mischievous smile.
Duan Meng's beautiful eyes widened.
With her status,
doing such things was already enough, and now she had to beg Qin Qi?
