Luo Qiangwei was tickled by his caresses, but she couldn't make any drastic movement to resist him, since they were on an airplane. All she could do was to pinch him, "...Mo Shiche, have you no shame left?"
The man simply thought of her actions as scratching an itch, and cursing was second nature to him. He pressed his handsome face against her skin and sniffed contentedly, "Didn't you once say our faces are a once-in-a-millennium match for a married couple?"
Luo Qiangwei, "..."
Just how mentally retarded was she back then!!!
Rustling noises came from the seats behind them. Luo Hongying couldn't help but turn her head, only to see Mo Shiche with one arm wrapped around Luo Qiangwei's slender waist, almost entirely leaning on her sideways.
She clenched her fists in anger, nearly grinding her teeth to pieces, but due to Senior Madame Mo dozing off beside her, she could only hold back her fury.
They arrived in Jiang City by evening.
