"Luring...!?" Molly Wellington's almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened, the wet rims of her eyes flashed with astonishment and more indescribable guilt.
Even though Molly Wellington was usually articulate, with quite a bit of a spoiled temperament, she was rendered nearly speechless by Abraham Redington's questioning, almost biting her tongue.
How could she possibly deliberately lure Abraham Redington?
Clearly, it's absolutely impossible, yet watching Abraham Redington's incredibly perfect features magnify before her eyes, especially those blue eyes that seemed to see through one's soul, Molly Wellington felt a kind of guilty conscience of being seen through.
"Yes, just like now." Abraham Redington hummed softly, his slender fingers gently supporting her chin, the slightly rough pads brushing against the girl's soft lips.
Rose-colored lips were caressed a few times, appearing even more alluring and vibrant.
