"You know I'm always thick-skinned." Mason Nightshade kissed Aurelia Shaw on the cheek, rubbing his face against hers, "Baby, let's get back together?"
"Just say you want to follow along." Aurelia Shaw kneed Mason Nightshade lightly in the stomach.
Mason Nightshade let go in pain, not really intending to hold her forever. He sat at the other end of the sofa, raised his eyebrows at her, tugged at his clothes nonchalantly, "You're chasing me. If I say I want to go, how embarrassing is that?"
If not for enjoying being pursued by his wife for a while, he'd pounce on her right now and forcibly get back together.
"Does that make you feel dignified?" Aurelia Shaw raised an eyebrow.
Mason Nightshade smirked without answering her and made a call to Gustavo Yates, "Bring me up the suit I like the most, the blue-striped one."
"My brother doesn't like men wearing too bright colors," Aurelia Shaw casually reminded.
