Heat surged to Mu Ning's cheeks instantly, and a strong sense of competitiveness rose inside her chest.
"Really? Then please go ahead, Daddy." She even winked at him boldly.
Liam's eyes darkened, he gave a faint chuckle, and pulled away. "Sure. After your business trip, let's see if your sweet voice could still sound the same after a few rounds."
Then he adjusted his suit and continued, "And sweetheart... if I don't hear Daddy later on... even screaming for heaven's name won't save you from what I will do."
The dangerous challenge and the sexy baritone voice made Mu Ning bite her lips. Damn him!
Seeing him walking away confidently, she released the breath she was holding and murmured,
"What has gotten him? Acting all lovey-dovey... just like..."
Mu Ning's eyes sparkled as if she had recalled something, and she called out, "Do you like overcooked shrimp?"
