Lost in thought, the coat on his body had already been pulled off by him.
Apart from his coat, he was left with no more than a thin shirt.
A shadow crossed Jian Luo's handsome face, and he bristled.
It was a clear contempt, damned.
"Black Jack, if you touch my clothes again, we're going to have a problem."
"Ha!" Black Jack, looking at the lipstick marks on his shirt, sneers, "Jian Luo, would you like to explain this to me?"
Following his gaze, Jian Luo sees a faint lipstick mark on his white shirt, which must have been accidentally smudged by the woman in the Private Room just now.
However, he had no intention of explaining anything to him now.
He was going to piss him off.
"It's exactly what you see, a woman's lipstick. Are you satisfied now?"
The temperature in the car suddenly dropped. The chill in Black Jack's blue eyes was startling, and his hand tightening around his shirt.
"Jian Luo, you sure do know how to provoke me."
The icy voice, made his heart pound.
