"Aren't you afraid I'll use your phone to do something bad?" Aurelia suddenly asked him on a whim.
To someone like him, a mobile phone was a crucial possession, yet he never had any defenses against her. Was he really not worried she'd use his phone to do something bad?
Mason Nightshade wrapped his arm around her waist, placed her on his lap, and couldn't help but stroke her long eyelashes with his fingers. He asked in a relaxed voice, "My lady, what kind of mischief do you plan to do with my phone?"
Seeing his carefree attitude, Aurelia suddenly felt like teasing him.
She pondered for a moment and then said, "For instance... using your phone to confess to some young girl."
"Oh? Which one?" Mason's tone shot up, dangerously.
