Her lips, wet with moisture, glistened under the light.
After she drank about half the cup of water, Chow suddenly put the cup aside and lifted her up from her seat.
Vivian cried out in a soft voice and held onto his neck in a panic. "Brother Chow!"
She paled as she shook her head nervously. "No, it's getting late!"
"So what?" Chow's eyes flickered impatiently.
As long as he wanted her, he didn't care whether it was day or night.
Vivian trembled slightly. "Sister Celine... Sister Celine will find out," she said.
Although she didn't want to mention Celine's name, she still had to remind him.
She didn't expect that her words would upset him again.
Chow grunted coldly and let go of her. "Who would've thought that you'd be a bit better than your mother and know how to feel shameful!"
