Damn! A scarf! Wrapped so tightly, aren't you afraid of getting a rash!
Except for not wearing a veil over her face, the beautiful CEO's outfit is almost indistinguishable from Arab women, with a "no peep" level of eight gold stars. Lin Mu couldn't help but twitch his mouth, "Is it necessary, sister, to dress like this in your own room?"
Sophie snorted, raised her smooth chin, and turned her head away in disgust, as if afraid that looking at Lin Mu for too long would taint her eyes, "Virtue!"
Lin Mu pouted and said irritably, "You've got a mouth but won't speak, just snorting through your nose like a little pig."
"You're the pig. I have nothing to say to a stinking rascal like you." Sophie flicked her eyes open, pointed her lily-white fingers toward the door, her voice cold enough to ice over, "Get out!"
