John Fame languidly said: "It's such a hassle, and who knows if it'll work. But in this way... isn't it quicker?"
"You..."
"Sweetie, have a daughter, you can dress her up, make her be friends with Mila, then Mila Dupont will come to our home often, right?"
Upon hearing John's words, Lissy Lock nodded: "Ah... seems so."
Why did everything John said seem to make sense to her?
John Fame felt that he was about to achieve what he wanted, his little wife was about to take the bait, so he proceeded to coax: "So, let's do what we are supposed to do."
Before Lissy Lock could say anything, John already turned off the light.
The bedroom instantly plunged into darkness.
John Fame knew that Lissy Lock was shy. If he left the light on, she might not cooperate.
Actually, he preferred to keep the lights on so he could see her beautiful and shy look.
But, well, for now, since Lissy was still playing hard to get, he shouldn't completely follow his own urge.
