"Hehe..." The man suddenly laughed, he sat on the edge of the bed, his large hand grasped her wrist, then pulled it to his lips and kissed it lightly. "Can I understand it as you being jealous?!"
Crossley Gibson frowned even more tightly, although she didn't mean it that way, why did she bring up him having a girlfriend for no reason? It's really inexplicable, no wonder he'd misunderstand!
"Stop being so vain!..." She glared at him, then turned her back to him, yet her face inexplicably heated up, as if he'd seen right through her thoughts.
The man stared at her back, the corners of his mouth lifted, not missing her blushing cheeks as she turned, he felt quite pleased, ready to continue teasing her.
"Are you shy?" He turned her body over, propping his arms on either side of her, slowly leaning down, his strong chest almost pressing against her body.
