"Is she perfect?" Mo Jingshen's low and husky voice sounded alluring through the phone. "Who could be more perfect than my Mrs. Mo?"
"Don't say nice words to coax me. Today, Secretary An said that the number of women you've had in the past is enough to line up several rounds around planet earth."
In the next moment, she could hear his low, husky, and heavy chuckle. "Mrs. Mo's ability to choke people is also stronger by several rounds today. Were your lips trained overnight? Or were you already plotting against me a long time ago?"
"'A wise man submits to circumstances.' I'm just plotting for a good life. There's no need to consider hugging other people's thigh. After all, my hubby has Hai City's thickest thigh. It's such a waste if I don't hug it."
"Furthermore," Ji Nuan held her chin with one hand while speaking. "You've already cleaned up all the additional obstacles around your leg, saving all the space for me. How could I possibly not hug it?"
