"Haven't you sat here before, hmm?" He slightly curled his lips. Was she afraid of him? He wouldn't eat her.
Her cheeks turned red; when she sat on his lap earlier, she unintentionally brushed against the heat, which made her quickly climb off, fleeing from his terrifying indescribable presence.
In the past, he would have just grabbed her, kissed her fiercely, and taken off her clothes.
But today he didn't do that, because he seemed to notice she was deliberately avoiding him… In fact, she initially just wanted to see his chest, but who would have thought that his muscles were so hard—bang-bang.
She truly was laughing one moment and crying the next.
Being with him made her feel unpredictable, like the weather.
"Agreed?" he asked again.
His voice was indulgent.
He didn't know how he changed; when he saw her, he couldn't get angry. In the past, he deliberately approached her to have her kiss him, but not anymore.
