"What do you want to eat, I'll serve it for you."
Laura Quincy eagerly wanted to break free from his embrace, but after taking just two steps, she was pulled back again.
"I want to eat... you."
Jason Hawthorne's fingers gently caressed her waist through her clothes, his intense gaze wicked and captivating, holding Laura Quincy's stare without a blink.
She swallowed hard, thinking quickly on her feet for a strategy.
In such a beautiful moment, she would rather go to the vineyard to pick grapes and enjoy the scenery than... be entangled with The Demon King here.
"I'm not food. It's such a sunny day outside, why don't we go for a walk? We didn't really explore the last time we were here, what do you say?"
Laura Quincy deliberately changed the subject, her voice tender and gentle like flowing water.
At this point, she had to keep a soft tone...
Then she looked eagerly at a certain someone.
