Hearing Lin Hai bring up "Erotic massage" again, Ouyang Xiaoya slightly frowned and glared at him.
However, this time Ouyang Xiaoya surprisingly didn't get angry, probably because her resistance had increased from previous experiences.
"What? You can't die from not going to an Erotic massage, can you?" Ouyang Xiaoya asked coldly.
"I feel terrible, afraid I'll suffocate to death," Lin Hai climbed along the conversation.
"Suffocate?"
"Yes."
"Hmph, I, the CEO, can accept widowhood, but not infidelity."
"Cough cough, CEO, after all, I'm the one who will dress you in a wedding gown in the future, can't you be a bit nicer to me? I hold quite a bit of evidence about you, you know."
Having said that, Lin Hai cockily crossed his legs.
Watching that shameless expression, Ouyang Xiaoya's teeth made a crunching sound, but she was utterly helpless against him.
