"What are you doing?!"
Han Ruobing, looking at Tang Luo's movements, felt her heart that had just relaxed suddenly tighten, and she coldly shouted.
"Huh? Just taking off my clothes," Tang Luo said, still a little puzzled, tossing his T-shirt casually onto the sofa.
"Why are you taking off your clothes!"
Han Ruobing glared at Tang Luo, her gaze wary.
"Ah, I'm a bit hot, so I took off my clothes! Sweetheart, don't you feel hot? This place is much hotter than Zhonghai."
As Tang Luo spoke, a smirk suddenly appeared on his face.
"Sweetheart, you don't think I'm going to do something to you, do you?"
"You dare!"
Han Ruobing shot Tang Luo a glare.
"Put your clothes on; what does this look like!"
"Sweetheart, don't be so harsh, this isn't at the villa, and my sister isn't here..." Tang Luo pouted.
"At the villa, you fall in line with my rules; now we're out, don't I get a bit of freedom?"
"I think I should set some rules with you tonight as well," Han Ruobing said coldly.
