The flight to England took ten hours. Xin Qing had spent half of that time lying on top of Ying Qingcang's body while the other half was spent in slumber. After they had deplaned, Xin Qing yielded and voiced out her request to Ying Qingcang.

She stared wide-eyed at Ying Qingcang. "Let's not use a private jet next time."

"Why?" The man leaned back smugly. "Ooh... I get it."

Xin Qing looked at him warily. "What did you get?"

"Our Ah Qing has a kinky streak in her. I ...