Don’t! A tremor shot through Qiao Jinmo’s body, his powerful legs trembling from a strange mix of pain and pleasure. He stopped when the window slid halfway down, but his hand clamped onto the back of my head. He glanced out at Zhou Sihan and chuckled. “I have the money, but I can't wait. This little siren on my lap is just too damn tempting. No wonder Mr. Zhou could never get enough of her, letti