"Pfft—" Lily Shaw couldn't help but burst into laughter. She turned her head, dodging the man's lips that were pressing down again. Her stubborn nature and competitive spirit made her retort, "Mr. Grant, it's easier to get in the mood if you don't talk while kissing."
"Is that so?" Aiden Grant asked back in a mild tone, his eyes full of deep, undisguised affection.
Aiden Grant stared intently at her profile for a while. Her small face was red like an apple, and the little woman turned her head to the side, unwilling to look at him. He sighed helplessly, turned around, and began to loosen his tie with his hands at his collar.
Lily Shaw sneaked a glance over to see what he was doing with his back to her, curious. When she saw the man taking off his suit and preparing to take off his pants, her face turned even redder, "What are you doing?"
