Looking at person's approaching lips in front of her, Irene seemed to be bewitched. Unexpectedly, she unconsciously leaned over and printed a kiss on the lips with piety and expectation.
When Edward regained consciousness, she had quickly retracted her body, with her face even flushed like a freshly cooked crab.
Edward looked at her pure and sentimental look, as if he suddenly got to knew her again. The person who always stubbornly opposed him and made him angry could also be so tender, like a little girl in love.
Edward looked at the ceiling of the toilet in a daze, and thought about something. Finally, he gently pushed her and motioned her to get up. Then he stood up without changing his expression and turned around. "Call me when you finish."
There weren't any fluctuation in his voi
