"No, nothing... ah!" Wen Wan hastily hung up the phone, glaring at the man, "Are you sick or something?"
"Been quite the ladies' man recently, haven't you?" Mo Siluo's voice had a sarcastic edge to it.
"You're one to talk!" Wen Wan huffed, and seeing the man's actions becoming more aggressive, she reached out to scratch Mo Siluo.
Soon, Mo Siluo's back bore several red marks.
With a hiss, Mo Siluo's eyebrows knotted in anger as he cursed, "You witch! You're really asking for it!"
"Hooligan! Shameless!" spat Wen Wan.
"I can be even less shameless!" Mo Siluo's voice gradually drowned out in the heat of their kiss.
After their passionate encounter, when Wen Wan saw her scratch marks ruining the man's back, she couldn't help but giggle.
"Laughing at what?" Mo Siluo rolled over and got out of bed.
"Nothing." Wen Wan immediately put on a stern face, "I'm just thinking you work so hard every day, you should go and relax."
