Huo Yunting continued his shameless act. "The truth is, I like you better, so don't get jealous on me."
She looked down, unwilling to continue the topic.
No matter how close or affectionate they were with each other, it had nothing to do with her.
Oh, she wished he could fall for someone else and gain back her freedom!
Huo Yunting was about to continue pushing her buttons when her phone rang. All the sexual tension between them vanished instantly.
He studied her quietly, knowing almost certainly who it was on the other side of the call.
"Hi, mum." She took the call and greeted softly.
Huo Yunting's eyes narrowed dangerously. Her tongue was healed, and her voice sounded just as melodious, if softer.
She had not spoken in front of him yet.
Not bad, Lu Zhaoyang. You've got guts.
