"Anyway, as long as you don't find me, I'm OK."
As soon as Joanna Lawrence finished explaining, she felt the air around her cool down all of a sudden.
It was as if the temperature had suddenly dropped below zero.
So cold that goosebumps appeared on her arms.
And the man who held her had turned into an air-conditioning unit, constantly emitting cold air.
Joanna looked up at his increasingly gloomy face, hesitated for a moment, and became nervous: "Ashton Heath, you... "
"You wouldn't mind if I liked other women? You're OK?" His sexy and good-looking thin lips formed a cold curve, and every word he spoke seemed to be wrapped in ice, exuding chilliness.
The cold air hit Joanna's face, making her pores contract into her skin.
Ashton Heath was angry?
She stared at him for a few seconds, opened her mouth: "I..."
