Song Tian Mo furrowed his brow.
"Play by yourselves! I'm busy!"
And with that, he hung up the phone.
Ling Fei lazily played with the button on Song Tian Mo's chest, her face holding a teasing half-smile.
Song Tian Mo tossed the phone aside, his eyes meeting Ling Fei's playful gaze.
He leaned in to kiss her.
Ling Fei quickly extended her slender hand, blocking his lips. Song Tian Mo's attempts were thwarted, and his lips met her palm instead.
"They're inviting you out, and there will be beauties accompanying you. Good heavens, why aren't you going?"
"Beautiful? Who is more beautiful than my Venus? With my Venus, I don't need to go anywhere!" Song Tian Mo assertively pulled away her hand and leaned in once more.
Just as he was getting close to Ling Fei's face, the phone rang again.
Ling Fei glanced at the phone screen.
It was the same guy calling.