C12 No Evidence Left

"What did you say?" She did not look back, but frowned.

"I already told you, it was just an accident."

"Haha, where are you thinking? His thoughts were so unhealthy. I mean, it's already so late, and you're riding the electric bike back by yourself. It's still raining outside. How cold is that?! "

She felt cold, too, thinking of going back to the bitter rain.

Every day he was so strong. It was unknown if it was because he gave himself warmth, as if he lacked the courage to face him.

A wry smile tugged at her lips, and she laughed at her weakness.

"I have to go back. Please, help me get my clothes back!"

At this time, under his roof, he had to adopt a soft policy. If he insisted on keeping her, she didn't know how to fight back. After all, she couldn't possibly rush out into the streets dressed like this.

Her request softened his heart. He also knew that if she didn't go back, her family wouldn't be able to have peace.

"Good!" I'll get it. " As he spoke, he depressingly went out the door.

The rain outside had yet to subside, and even he could feel the cold wind blowing against his umbrella. How could her frail body withstand it?

She didn't seem to have a raincoat, he thought, and walked along the street, picking out the warmest raincoat he could find.

Sitting alone in his room, thinking of all the contact she had just had with him, she found her heart sweet.

His hand unconsciously touched the swollen red lips that he had just allowed to kiss, which seemed to still have his scent.

Not knowing if she would be discovered when she returned home, she quickly stood in front of the mirror and carefully examined it. Fortunately, although his kiss was heavy, it did not leave a kiss mark.

He came in just in time to see her looking left and right in the mirror.

"How is it? Did I say you were pretty? "

"Of course not, I'm just taking a look …"

"See if I'm popular? "Don't worry, I'm very skilled. I didn't leave behind any evidence." He was still teasing her, and her face was hot.

"You … What nonsense are you talking about? " Her tone was rather coquettish, as though she was a lover that had said 'hate'.

Seeing her shy appearance, his heart trembled once again.

"Don't use such a tone. Otherwise, I might not even be able to do anything." He had come close and was holding up his completely dry clothes and raincoat.

In order to cover up the uneasiness he caused, she hurriedly extended her hand to receive it. Just as she was about to touch his clothes, who knew that he would suddenly move away, causing her to be unable to pounce on him.

"Shouldn't you thank me?"

He wanted to tease her because she was going to change back into her clothes and he wouldn't be able to see such an attractive scenery.

"Thank you!" She smiled.

"How do you want to thank me?"

"Ah!" She gave another cry of surprise, sweet and faint.

"You … Let me go home, I'm scared. " She could only submit and beg for mercy. She was truly afraid that he would continue to hook up with her.

Now, even if he wanted to force himself on her, she wouldn't be able to dodge.

"It's very simple. You took the initiative to kiss me and I'll let you go. Otherwise, I'll eat you tonight!" He didn't know why, but he wanted to see her at a loss and take advantage of her.

Could it be that he had not seen a woman for a long time? Or, in any case, it was hard to say. Once he got involved with this woman, he would lose all sense of reason.

She struggled with her thoughts for a long time, refusing to kiss him, yet daring not to.

"I'll count to three and carry you to bed." He stared unblinkingly at her blushing face.

"1."

"2"

"Yes!" It was his pleasure this time, for she had stood on tiptoe and was trembling with soft lips.