Fang Mo'er smiled mischievously and pointed at Shi Mo'er's heart. "If you need money in the future, just ask me."
Shi Mo held her hand and felt his heart itch. He stared at the woman in his arms and replied with a husky voice.
The air was filled with ambiguous emotions. Fang Mo'er felt the person before her pressing her down. Her heartbeat quickened and she subconsciously licked her lips.
Her lips were tender and alluring, perfect for kissing.
Shi Mo's eyes were unreadable as he looked at her lips.
At the same time, a phone suddenly rang out in the car.
Fang Mo'er shuddered and was about to remind the man that his phone was ringing. Just as she turned her head, the man pinched her chin and controlled her. He then said in a domineering tone, "Don't be distracted."
His husky voice sounded like a cello and pulled Fang Mo'er back to reality.
Following that, the corners of her lips curled up.
