There was a glint of cunning in Daniel Marshall's deep eyes, "Darling, it's cold at night, let's lie down and chat."
Although she had already put on her socks and her down jacket, the temperature dropped significantly in the mountainous night. Truly, a chill was in the air. Olivia Jenkins slowly moved into the covers.
Daniel propped himself up with a pillow, half-lying, and drew Olivia into his embrace.
Olivia also comfortably leaned against Daniel, "What kind of variety show are you thinking of doing?"
Daniel lowered his head, his gaze appeared as if he was about to kiss Olivia on her luscious lips, "Honey, are you interested in those murder mystery scripts?"
"Nonsense! I am already preparing for a variety show based on murder mystery scripts. Once the charity show ends, I am planning to let the murder mystery show take over."
