The phone in his hand kept vibrating.
Bao Tinghao calling him at this moment was undoubtedly because of Mu Shini.
Because right after Mu Shini's phone rang, his phone started ringing too.
But Mu Shini was sitting on his lap, restlessly twisting her body.
Tiny beads of sweat glided over her skin, as if she had just stepped out of a steamy bathroom, the scene painted in a crimson hue.
Bo Sishen's throat tightened instantly at the sight, a strange heat quickly spreading through his body.
He turned his gaze away and hung up on Bao Tinghao.
"Mu Shini, do you know what you're doing?" Bo Sishen demanded, his voice forceful and domineering, a fleeting crimson flashing in his dark eyes.
Mu Shini, unconcerned about her current posture, displayed all her seductive manners in front of Bo Sishen. She even stuck out her tongue to lick his neck, her face flushed red, "I'm so hot, uncle, help me..."
"Mu Shini, you better not regret this!"
