Wei Anning lowered her head and saw the noticeable water stains on her chest and the slight protrusion, her cheeks blazing red. Turning her head, she saw the man had already gotten out of the car, pinching a silicone nipple cover between his fingers, shaking it in front of her eyes.
It was as if fireworks suddenly exploded in her mind, her vision bursting with colors, making her feel dizzy. This shameless demon, could he stoop any lower?
She ran over in a huff, trying to snatch the nipple cover, but with the man's height of over six feet and his long limbs, he lifted his hand out of reach. No matter how much she jumped, she couldn't reach it, and in a moment of frustration and rage, she yelled, "Leng Youchen, give it back to me."
"Come and get it yourself," he said, taking his hand out of his pocket and embracing her chest, letting her jump up like a monkey trying to reach it, unable to get to it, and on the verge of tears.
This man was getting worse by the day.
