Summer Ford stared at his hand for a moment, feeling a chill in her heart, but she didn't react as she usually would.
Ethan Laurent slowly lifted his gaze, his fingertips gripping her sharp chin. His voice was cold and wicked, "What's not suitable? Size? Dimension? Or compatibility?"
Summer Ford didn't expect him to respond like that, her face turning red then white, looking very awkward.
Ethan Laurent coldly observed her reaction, exerting a bit more pressure on her chin, causing Summer Ford's unstable body to fall into his arms.
He lifted her face, his gaze sweeping over her face inch by inch, relentlessly demanding, "Speak!"
"You're shameless!" Summer Ford swung her fist and punched him.
"I haven't even done anything truly shameless yet!" Ethan Laurent's lips curled coldly, his gaze wandering up and down her body.
Tracing down her face to her neck, and slowly further down, finally stopping at her collarbone once again.
"Answer!" His voice was colder than before.
