A low chuckle suddenly sounded in her ear, a refreshing breath whispered by her ear like the scent of orchids, "You're really sensitive."
Lai Bao, feeling taken advantage of, grew angry, "I was startled by you."
"Is that so?"
Mu Bai flashed a handsome smile and leaned towards her again, only to have Lai Bao quickly place her hands against him, pushing him away.
Suddenly, a pain on her forehead, that alluring voice came again, "Just teasing you, dummy."
As his words ended, the pressure on her disappeared, and a bank card was presented before her, "As Mu Bai's woman, you can't be too casual with your dress. I'll give you money every month. Think about how to make yourself beautiful. It's embarrassing enough for me to marry you, you can't make me lose even more face."
Lai Bao wanted to refuse, but her circumstances didn't allow her to do so.
