Ethan Herd playfully raised his eyebrows: "You talk as if you're really a demoness who could eat me alive."
Scarlett Glenn hooked up the corner of her mouth and slowly said, "Yeah, I'm a vixen who specifically...eats men, especially, your kind."
"Then I have to get in the car even more, I love being eaten by a vixen."
Scarlett Glenn knew that Ethan Herd was planning to stick to her, so she nodded and pinched his neck, laughing, "You want to die, don't you?"
Ethan Herd, completely fearless, looked lazy: "Do you dare?"
The next second, Scarlett Glenn got in the car.
"Since you're willing, I'll let you have your way."
Ethan Herd noticed that Scarlett Glenn wasn't wearing a seat belt, but he didn't remind her, "Where are we going?"
At this midnight, Ethan Herd was in high spirits.
Scarlett Glenn glanced at him: "Since it's murder, of course, it's the old place."
Ethan Herd started the car, and about ten minutes later, he parked at Central Square.
