Chapter 166 Big Bro, Craig Didn't Pick Up My Call

• "Hihihi." A crafty laugh filled Michael's ears immediately as he picked up his call.
• Michael's hair was extremely tousled, his lips were a bit swollen, and his eyes were puffy and red. His neck, collarbone, and bare chest under the blanket were filled with hickeys. His waist was filled with fingerprints.
• He angrily placed his phone on the speaker and placed it on the bed, too tired to hold the phone with his hand.