After all this, Mason Nightshade's breathing became a little disordered.
He was panting heavily, his deep gaze fixed tightly on Aurelia Shaw,
"Mason!" Aurelia slapped Mason's hand, frowned, and said, "This is the film set."
This wolf doesn't actually plan to do it here, does he?
"Aurelia, you're tempting me." Mason leaned against Aurelia's shoulder.
His hot breath sprayed on her face.
"How am I tempting you?"
This wolf was clearly slandering her.
Mason's tone was aggrieved, "You know very well I'm helpless against you, and yet you tease me. If this isn't temptation, what is?"
"Mason, I just bought you a pair of shorts," Aurelia was both amused and helpless.
"Mm, they fit quite well for something random, so from now on, you can handle buying all my stuff of this sort."
Aurelia was afraid that if she didn't stop this immediately, something uncontrollable might happen, so she rubbed her brow and said, "Mason..."
