Chapter 6 What Were You Doing

Emma Jones slyly smiled, "You let the driver stop, then I will let go immediately."

The slightly raised face was flushed because of her low fever.

Her eyes were watery and flying with bright colors, and her dizzy made her eyes a little hazy, looking like an innocent little white rabbit, but was a bold white rabbit.

Aaron Black's deep and charming eyes silently gazed at her delicate red face.

For a long while, he didn't speak.

The driver looked at the scene from the rearview mirror, and his eyes widened in shock.

It seemed that he couldn't believe what he saw.

My gosh, this cute girl had bitten Master Black? She bit Master Black...

Did she know how thrilling this action was?

Master Black never let anyone touch him, even by a finger, but the girl in the back seat opened her mouth and bit Master Black...

He was Master Black! He was a big man whom even political leaders of countries dared not provoke!

No one could afford his anger!

However, to his surprise, Aaron Black was calm, and his face showed no signs of anger.

He glanced at the driver with his glamorous eyes. The driver immediately sat right and straight and drove intently.

Aaron Black's tall figure leaned over Emma Jones, pushing Emma Jones backhand against the cold door.

His warm breath blew on her cheeks, and his charm pupils were dark as if he was a ready-to-go male lion who was staring at the prey. "Emma Jones, has anyone told you that provoking a man at this time will be seen as ... invitation, so where do you want me to touch you? "

The air inside the car suddenly became dense.

Emma Jones was under the dark and dangerous sight of the man, and suddenly her heart beat so quickly that it seemed to jump out of her chest.

Her cheeks which were previously red because of fever and was crimson like blood at this time as if they were burning.

Danger!

Her instinct told her the man whose attitude changed suddenly was very dangerous.

She swallowed her saliva and let her mouth loose unconsciously.

Looking at the tooth marks and wet saliva left on the man's wrist, she looked away a bit awkwardly, quite lacking in confidence: "Who provoked you? I asked you to let go. It was you who held me by your hand. You can't blame me, I was just defending. "

When she was talking, Emma Jones suddenly opened her eyes wide, and her small face showed extremely alert: "How did you know my name? Oh my god, shouldn't you have a certain kind of obsessive creep?"

Aaron Black's charm pupils slightly raised, showing faint and deep lights.

The slender palm raised Emma Jones's chin, and though the grab was not hard, she had to look up at him: "If you want to know whether I'm a creep, you can check my body scrupulously as you alike. I allow you. "

His eyes darkened sharply: "Also, it's best not to talk to me in this cute and coquettish tone. I prefer wilder attack."

Emma Jones raised her hand and shook his hand away, and she looked a bit awkward: "Well, I just talked about it casually, you don't need to take it seriously, hehe."

But she secretly cursed that nobody would want to check him!

Could he not randomly talk to people this kind of shame? Moreover, she was complaining, how could he say she was deliberately showing her cuteness?

This man was so arrogant!

Emma Jones receded and leaned her back against the window glass. Cold waves struck her, causing her to shiver uncontrollably.

Because of the dispute happened in the Jones Family, she ran out without having time for changing her clothes.

Although the skirt wetted from the rain was not so wet, it had clearly stained the off-white leather car seat with watermark.

Emma Jones's full alert and momentum suddenly disappeared, like a balloon which had been pricked and all the air went out.

If she remembered correctly, this car was a limited-edition Rolls-Royce, and she might not be able to afford a wheel even if she sold herself.

At first glance, this chair was a complete set of high-quality goods. The price would be definitely high. She just hoped that it wouldn't break down after she sat like this.

Aaron Black saw her reaction in his dark eyes, and his thin lips slightly raised: "Be assured, even if you break it down, you don't need to pay."

"..." Was the expression on her face so obvious?

Could he even see through what she was thinking? Could he read people's minds?

He's dangerous. Emma Jones once again felt the dangerous breath from the man.

However, who cared about him? Anyway, this man hadn't done anything to her for the time being, and he didn't need her to compensate, so she could just treat him as money.

Her cold body leaned back to the seat, trying to make herself more comfortable, but this action did not make her feel any better.

She felt her head heavy. Her breathing was becoming more and more suffocated, and her face became hot like a fire. She didn't need to look in the mirror to know that her face must have been shockingly red at this moment.

Suddenly, an arm reached out in front of her eyes. She suddenly became tense and looked up at the master of the arm with vigilance.

"What are you doing?" Emma Jones almost jumped up.

"Close the window." Aaron Black looked at her playfully: "Aren't you expecting me to do something to you?"

"No, absolutely not!" She wasn't crazy.

Seeing that the man really just raised his hand to close the window and did not do any extra movements, she secretly relieved.

Maybe it was she who thought too much, and not all men were as bad as Mack Smith, that evil demon.