Chapter 2460: Chapter 2460: Men Like It When Women Moan Louder
Sylvan Cheney glanced at his back, he was much more compliant than Kade Yuvan.
He smoked a lot, and Kade was very naggy, constantly saying smoking was bad for his health, sometimes even daring to not buy him cigarettes.
Sylvan Cheney went nowhere, lying on a lounge chair by the pool, slightly closing his eyes, his cold and mature face looking ever more profound under the light.
The robe’s collar was half-open, revealing a stretch of sensual skin.
He lay with eyes closed, quietly silent.
However, the annoying ringtone rang again, the phone vibrating incessantly beside the chair.
Sylvan Cheney furrowed his brow tightly.
He picked up the phone unhappily, without opening his eyes, he said indifferently: "What’s up."
The call was from Jasmine Yale.
She had called him many times.
"Little Clementine left something with you."
Hearing Jasmine Yale’s voice, Sylvan Cheney’s brow moved slightly: "What?"
"A small bracelet, rose gold."
"Oh, I’ll look for it at the hotel for you."
"Thanks."
"How should I give it to you."
"If you find it, just leave it at the security desk at the University of Cakago, I’ll go pick it up."
"Not on the way."
On the other side, hesitating a bit: "Then I’ll pick it up tomorrow morning, leave it at the hotel front desk."
"Okay."
Only then did Jasmine Yale breathe a sigh of relief: "Thanks."
Hanging up the phone, Sylvan Cheney tossed the phone aside.
A subordinate bought cigarettes, lowered his head, and handed them over: "Boss, want a light?"
Sylvan Cheney reached out.
The subordinate understood what he meant, immediately lit a cigarette and placed it between his fingers.
This subordinate wasn’t one to nag, he was timid in his actions, liked to watch his expressions.
Sylvan Cheney took a drag from the cigarette, his silent face betraying little emotion.
All around, quiet as can be.
Halfway through the cigarette, it was already midnight.
Sylvan Cheney’s phone rang.
"Hey."
"Evan, I’m back from the bar, are you still discussing business?" That side was Erin Janus’s lively, slightly drunken voice.
"Finished."
"Really? Then I’ll go to Siesta Garden to find you, give you a surprise."
After saying a couple of sentences, Erin Janus hurriedly hung up the phone, the corners of her mouth lifting in a smile.
The sports car sped through the night, piercing the endless darkness.
She set down the phone, instructed the assistant: "Take a turn, first drive to the plaza’s adult store."
"Yes, Miss Janus."
"Oh, I want to give Evan a surprise, he’s working so hard, I being the wife, have to take good care of him." The drunken Erin Janus didn’t shy away at all in front of this male assistant, instead chatting enthusiastically, "Little Zhandra, what kind of lingerie do you men like women to wear?"
The male assistant coughed lightly and said: "Black, lace ones, sheer a bit but not too sheer."
"In bed, how do men like women to act?"
"Not too conservative, men don’t like too rigid women, best if cooperative. Also, most men like women to use their mouths on them."
"Do you guys like women to moan louder?" Erin Janus interestingly watched her male assistant, surprised at his candidness.
"Yes."
"What positions do men like?"
"From behind."
Erin Janus chuckled softly: "You sure know a lot."
"Happy to ease Miss Janus’s worries."
"Why didn’t I realize you’re such a closet flirt earlier." Erin Janus’s hand still exploring toward his pants side, her smile full of meaning, "Have you been with a woman before?"
"No." The male assistant blushed.
The sports car sped under the night sky.
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