In the dark of the night, the countryside manor was especially quiet, as if one could hear the "rustling" of the wind blowing through the leaves. Laura Quincy couldn't stand this ambiguous atmosphere any longer, struggling to get up...
"Ow!"
Jason Hawthorne couldn't help but cry out in pain, knowing that was the most vulnerable part of his whole body.
Laura's face flushed red instantly. It was all because the lighting here was too dim!
How embarrassing!
As if savoring something delicious that you can never get enough of, only wishing it could go on like this forever...
Laura suddenly felt her breathing become uneven, as if she was about to suffocate, desperately pounding on the man's firm chest.
"Bastard! Who gave you permission to kiss me? Don't push your luck!"
Jason thick-skinnedly said, "Laura, don't deny it. You still have feelings for me, you're just mad because I didn't consult you before having Twinkle."
