"Look at me! Prove that you're over me!"
Alice Robinson turned her head to face him, her bright eyes staring straight at him without blinking.
"Very well..." Chester Robinson suddenly smiled, reaching out to stroke her face. "Your disguise is getting stronger, but you know you can't pretend in front of me."
Alice was stunned for a moment, allowing him to gently caress her face.
"You're such a hypocrite..." Chester took a step forward and hugged Alice, giving her cheek a playful peck, his tender gesture filled with deep affection and indulgence.
"Do you remember? Every time in bed, at first, you always refused, but midway, when I teased you and said I would stop, you would always wrap your legs around me and not let go..."
"Get off!" Alice broke free from him and shouted, for some reason feeling a bit flushed.
Chester chuckled softly, "We used to have so many happy memories."
Alice felt a rush of blood, and said angrily and ashamedly, "I don't remember anymore."
