C129 You Can be Willful I'll Spoil You

Her breath was on his face, carrying a faint aroma of wine, and the soft, mellow voice was almost in his bones.

His expression was extremely ugly.

How could a girl never know how to write the word 'love'?! He could say that he had watched her grow up! There was nothing to worry about!

Seeing that he did not speak, she pouted