Brandon turned his head and looked at me with a sad look in his eyes. I dropped the cigarette and walked into the room. Then I sat and watched TV on the big sofa.
After a while, Brandon followed me into the room. He lay down and suddenly rested his head on my lap.
"What are you doing!" I pushed his head away. Why did he do that!
"Can't I just rest on your lap?" He reached for my hand. "If you don't want it, I'll pay you right now."
"Fine, pay me," I said with a straight face.
Brandon let go of my hand and took out his phone from his pocket. He transferred the money to me.
After a moment, my phone rang. It must have been the notification that he transferred the money.
I let him rest on my lap because he had already transferred the money. If it always comes with money, I won't complai
