Bella Green listened and listened, then suddenly burst into laughter.
Her eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, dazzling and bright.
Her body half-leaned against Mason Bennett, full of smiles.
"So, I can only call you brother?"
The girl tilted her head, speaking coquettishly.
With a hint of teasing.
Mason gently curled his lips, instantly pulled her into his arms, letting her sit on his lap, and pinched her nose tip.
"Or, who else do you want to call?"
This position made Bella's cheeks flush with a touch of red.
She quickly looked around, struggling to get down.
After all, this was Matthew Lawrence's place, and someone could come over at any time.
She could be shameless elsewhere, but not here.
Mason held her tightly in his arms, not letting her move, getting closer, his warm breath teasing her ear with a sweet itch.
"Speak."
Bella's cheeks turned red all of a sudden.
This man was getting more and more flirtatious.
