Victoria Gibson held the fork, poking at her already empty plate, and suddenly spoke.
"??" Chad Yakov paused his meal, looking puzzled.
As soon as he looked at the person sitting next to him, he noticed her cheeks were flushed, her face like a blooming peach blossom. She clearly seemed fine just a moment ago, but now she looked as if he had secretly kissed her.
Suddenly shy...
His deep dark eyes turned, as if he understood something.
He reached out, pinched her chin, turning her head to look at him. He then lowered his head and leaned closer to her, his thin lips brushing over the tip of her nose.
Soon, he pulled back, brushing over her cherry lips.
As if he was deliberately teasing her, he repeated this action several times, making their breaths intertwine.
"Victoria, was I handsome while I was eating just now?" Chad Yakov's thin lips parted slightly.
His deep voice was like a big bad wolf trying to entice a little white rabbit.
