After the brief shock, Tang Song's breathing began to quicken.
His heart beat faster and faster.
In truth, he was no stranger to this sort of thing.
Whether they were mature Big Sisters or playful Bai Fumeis, most of them had similar collections.
The problem was, he had never imagined that this dignified, abstinent female executive would secretly keep something like this in her bedroom!
In his impression, Xie Shuyu had always been elegant, reserved, and distant.
From the first time he watched her calmly step out of a BMW 7 Series outside the café, she had been dazzling, yet as unattainable as a flower on a high mountain.
In front of everyone, she was always calm, restrained, and decisive, treating her career as the ultimate goal of her life.
She was especially busy, squeezing her sleeping time to the limit and often becoming unreachable.
She had even told him outright that she would not marry in the future, only wanting an open intimate relationship.
Even last time in Rong City, after the two of them broke through that final layer of intimacy, she had remained remarkably restrained.
She always carried the unique tolerance and reserve of an older woman.
Combined with her mild germophobia and nearly harsh demands toward both her surroundings and herself...
Tang Song found it difficult to connect the words "female executive" and "little toy."
Then, he picked up the box and examined it carefully.
The silicone material was delicate, with no signs of use.
The charging cable was wrapped neatly, still in its original factory packaging.
But for Tang Song, simply seeing it in Xie Shuyu's bedroom was already an enormous psychological thrill.
Since the female executive was too embarrassed to use it, shouldn't a considerate boyfriend take the initiative?
Tang Song's mischievous impulse instantly