Clay's movements were a little crazy. It was not until he calmed down that he realized something was wrong. The person in his arms was too quiet, which was very different from the previous one who resisted and pushed him.
Lowering his head, Clay??s cold eyes met hers.
There was no anger or annoyance as imagined; on the contrary, her eyes were calm, like a lake without ripples.
what happened?
He was so rude to her and she didn't even react?
The next second, Amelia blinked and stared at him: "Clay, are you jealous?"
Clay: "..."
Amelia continued to blink, staring closely into his deep pupils, as if trying to find some emotions from his eyes.
"Is it?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Amelia couldn't help but ask again.
Clay: "..." Veins bulged on his forehead. He was so angry. It was the
