His deep, hoarse voice drowned out all the surrounding noise, penetrating deeply into Munni's ears.
A simple sentence was like a stone hitting the water, instantly shattering Munni's tense nerves and her hard-won sanity.
Xu Yisen chuckled lowly, bent slightly, and his thin lips covered Munni's red lips. Then, he slowly invaded every sweet and delightful part of her tongue.
"Make—it—rain!"
"Make—it—rain!"
The surrounding guests continued excitedly throwing money at the sexy and enchanting dancers on stage. In front of the stage, Xu Yisen held Munni's waist tightly with one hand, while the other hand held the stack of cash Munni had just thrust into his hand.
He continued kissing Munni, slightly raised his right hand holding the cash, and casually waved it. With his motion, the hundred-dollar bills in his hand scattered onto the stage like raindrops.
