"What happened last night?" Hilla rolled her eyes and turned away.
Bruce looked at her blushing face. He could not help but chuckle, "Nothing happened last night."
He wanted to let it go so easily? No way!
Hilla used all her strength to shake off Bruce's hands, but in the end, Bruce took use of this to pull her into his arms.
Her face hit his hard chest, and she was trapped in his embrace by his hands.
She was so thin that one hand was enough to hold her.
Bruce couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he felt the touch of her waist. He gave her a pinch.
"You..."
Hilla was stunned. She glared at Bruce. She blushed when she saw his smiling face. She tightly held onto the clothes on his chest and whispered, "Shameless."
Bruce's voice was low and hoarse, as if there was a strong sense of love flowing out of his throat, "You crawled into my arms yourself, and you say that I'm shameless. You can't act like this just because you're at a young age!"
