Chapter 91: The Angry Young Master Song

Ling Fei wore a grave expression.

But her face brightened with a smile, and she lightly kissed him: "Go ahead... you can do whatever you want!"

Her voice was so whispery, it sounded like an ant's squeak.

Song Tian Mo furrowed his brow: "What did you say? I didn't hear you!"

The glare from an incoming car's headlights poured into the basement, and when Ling Fei saw a car about to enter, she urgently repeated her words, this time much louder, shooting Song Tian Mo a frantic and expectant gaze.

That pervert!

Was he truly planning to pin her here... for others to see?

Song Tian Mo reveled in her fluster and her pitiful expression. After a moment, with the car's lights growing brighter and Ling Fei becoming increasingly agitated, he finally seemed satisfied: "At my disposal, remember your words!"

With one arm around her waist and the other cradling the bend of her legs, he picked her up without releasing his grip.

Ling Fei made no fuss.