The low laughter was magnetic and sexy, "Sithrian, you got in my car so easily, aren't you afraid you can't get out?"
He leaned slightly towards her, his collar slightly opened to reveal an attractive collarbone, "After all, we're not divorced yet. Anything I do to you... is legal."
"What can you do to me?"
Sithrian certainly knew these words could easily anger him, but she wasn't afraid, just smiled and looked at him like that.
After a while, Mu Yunshen laughed softly, "Sithrian, do you think you know my temper well now," his raised hand fell on her long hair, "You know I like you now, spoil you, coax you, so I can't do anything to you?"
"Is that so?" Sithrian blinked, "Young Master Mu, do you really like me now?"
"Hmm, I like you," he picked up a strand of her hair and lowered his head to sniff it gently, in an affectionate and lingering manner, "I only like you."
