Even though the flesh of the man's butt was a little elastic, it still hurt Yu Qianqian. She immediately got up. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. Let me give you a massage."

　　Yu Qianqian reached out to rub her hands. When she was about to rub her hands for the third time, she realized that she was rubbing Han Xianzhi's ass instead of the other place...

　　"Oh, my God! Oh, my God!" She touched Han Xianzhi's ass on her own initiative!

　　She put the towel on her waist, because she bumped and rubbed it, and a part of it fell down, revealing the black underpants inside. Under the underwear, there was a tight and powerful buttock wrapped.

　　At this moment, Han Xianzhi's face was no longer lying on the bed. He turned his head and his sharp eyes swept over Yu Qianqian, who was fascinated by him.

　　When Yu Qianqian caught a clear sight of his face, she was stunned for a second.

　　Yu Qianqian had seen Han Xianzhi's photos and materials before, so she confronted Han Xianzhi face to face. However, she was still attracted by Han Xianzhi's face.

　　He had sculpted facial features, furrowed eyebrows, and pursed his thin lips. His angry look made him seem to be delivering all living creatures from torment.

　　"Have you seen enough?" Han Xianzhi's tone was colder than his surname, and pulled Yu Qianqian, who was stunned, into reality.

　　Yu Qianqian nodded, expressing that she had seen enough.

　　"We'll start as soon as we're done watching," Han Xianzhi said, burying his face back into the bed.

　　Start?

　　Oh, he meant to start the massage.

　　Her jade-like fingers pressed on Han Xianzhi's arm in an orderly way. It was too hard for her to press even a fat piece of flesh.

　　Since it could not be pressed, it was called massage. So Yu Qianqian thought of a plan and twisted Han Xian's skin in her arm clockwise.

　　Han Xianzhi did not say anything, nor did he object. Yu Qianqian thought that he was enjoying it, so she changed to another place.

　　After twisting for the third time, Han Ying grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the bed.

　　Yu Qianqian's nose hit the bed again, and it hurt so much that she grimaced in pain.

　　Yu Qianqian had just turned around when Han Xianzhi pressed down on her.

　　"What are you going to do?" Yu Qianqian was ready to protect her chest with her hands, but she couldn't move because of Han Xianzhi's press. Thus, she faced Yu Qianqian's chest to him.

　　"It's just a touch on my butt. Does he want to touch my chest?"

　　Han Xian glanced at Yu Qianqian's breasts contemptuously. "The old man's vision is getting worse and worse. He also sent such a beautiful woman to my bed."

　　"I can't lose." Yu Qianqian followed Han Xianzhi's example and glanced at the group under Han Xianzhi's black underwear. "I'm really afraid that I will lose the needle for such a man of such a size."

　　"Woman, you're courting death!" Han Xianzhi raised both hands to the top of her head, pressed them down with her left hand, and lifted Yu Qianqian's chin with her right hand.

　　Yu Qianqian couldn't get rid of it, and she glared at it.

　　"Men, let go of me if you have the guts. I'll go and find some dog shit for you right now."

　　The murderous look in Han Xianzhi's eyes, upon hearing her words, became even fiercer.

　　Yu Qianqian pretended to be calm on the surface, but in fact, she had already felt guilty and imagined that she would have the escaping skill at the moment. The look in the man's eyes was too intimidating.

　　"You'll know in the future whether I have a child or not." Han Xian let go of Yu Qianqian, got up from her, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, and walked to the bathroom while calling.

　　"Hey, grandpa, I'll marry this woman..."

　　The bathroom door was closed, and Yu Qianqian's eyes still lingered on the back of the tall man who was wearing underwear and with a perky butt.

　　Leave? Or stay?

　　Yu Qianqian, who was lying on the luxurious big bed, thought for a long time and decided to stay. The door of the bathroom opened, and Han Xianzhi came out in a bathrobe.

　　"Well, that..."

　　"Wait downstairs for me." Han Xianzhi didn't even look at her and went straight to the wardrobe.

　　"Well, that..."

　　"Bring your certificates with you," Han Xianzhi said as he took out a tailored suit from his wardrobe.

　　"That... What are you going to do with your certificate?"

　　"We're married."