Jiang Chen wrote the word “Jiang” on the contract, then raised his eyebrows mischievously as he dropped the pen. He smirked at Xiao Mengying’s eager look.
“If I haven’t tried before, how will I know if it is actually good?”
Xiao Mengying smiled charmingly, naturally understanding his meaning.
“Which room does Mr. Jiang want to sample?”
“Whichever one Miss Sales Manager recommends.”
“Hehe, of course, words won’t allow the gentleman to experience the design philosophy of the mansion. Please allow me to help you understand.” Xiao Mengying smiled teasingly at him as she turned around and walked towards the stairs with elegant strides.
The smooth curvature of her butt and body heated Jiang Chen’s blood.
Although it was a new mansion, everything was already included… such as the bedsheets.
The bedroom door was slammed shut.
