"Alright! "If you don't want me to watch, then don't. Return the phone to me!" said as she reached out her hand to him. The phone was a personal item, and she still had her privacy in the phone! For example, she didn't want to be admired for taking ugly pictures.
"Return it after eating." Bryson placed her phone on the corner of the table, not giving it to her.
Betty looked at him speechlessly once again. She didn't have a phone to look at anymore, this time, she really didn't know what to talk about with him, so she could only look at the candle light and admire the burning beauty. Suddenly, she blew on it out of curiosity.
Bryson looked at her with his deep gaze and looked at her mischievous personality. He found it funny.
When Betty blew forcefully, a candle was extinguished. She wa
