Chương 952: 952、It’s an Art to be Cocky

The tomboy had a cigarette behind her ear, which Mo Ning took swiftly and lit up with the lighter in her pocket. With the cigarette held between her lips, she breathed deeply before unleashing a few columns of smoke like a sadistic president on his throne. However, the deep breath of unhealthy nicotine nearly killed her throat.

"Do you know what kind of girls I like?" 

"No…No I don't." Gao Hong had stopped working.

"Hmph." Mo Ning snorted and continued puffing at Gao Hong's face blushing like the spring blossom. "I like girls when they obey me," said Mo Ning with the smile of an alpha man as she pressed the tip of her index finger against Gao Hong's cheek while she made a deep and slow scratch. She then flicked the cheap face powder away. 

"For starters, I think you'll look better without these powderpuffs. You want me to like you? That's simple. Just be a good girl and listen to what I say, you get what I'm saying?" She gave Mo Ning a look.