Inside the Mercedes, Cindy Harrison nestled against Alan Locke's chest, cooing, "I have my eyes on a purse, when are you going to buy it for me?"
Alan Locke laughed heartily, pinched her twice, and then said, "You're a big boss now yourself, can't you just buy it on your own?"
Cindy Harrison pouted and said, "What I want is not just a purse, but the sentiment behind it. You don't even understand that, you big dummy."
"Hahaha, I'll buy it for you, just tell me which one you like, and I'll have Zhang get it for you later."
"Thank you, you're so kind, I'm totally in love with you."
Cindy Harrison hugged his face and kissed him, then said, "I'm heading off now, the next time you miss me, remember to call me in advance."
"Sure, go ahead."
Alan Locke pinched her buttocks again, and with a coy grunt, Cindy Harrison giggled and ran out of the car.
