Sterling Norwood didn't speak. He finished drying his hair, placed the towel on the rack beside him, and walked over.
"Why does that young girl stick to you so much?"
He sat on the bed and immediately wanted to hug Selena Kensington.
Selena gently pushed him away, but didn't manage to push him very far.
Sterling successfully held her.
Hearing his words, Selena chuckled, "She's just a girl who recently became an adult. Why are you feeling jealous over a young girl..."
She spoke, then pushed him again, "Go and dry your hair before coming back."
Sterling paused, worried that Selena might catch a chill, and moved slightly away.
"Doesn't she have a brother? Why does she come to you for everything?"
He spoke faintly.
Anyway, Sterling would never admit that he was jealous of a young girl.
"You say you're not jealous, huh? So sour..."
Selena laughed and pinched Sterling's waist, then urged him to dry his hair, "Hurry up, the drops of water are about to drip off."
