Brandon noticed that Rose's mood had become a bit off. He reached out and touched her head, his voice cold, "Don't overthink."
Rose moved away, avoiding his hand on her head, her face looking a bit unpleasant. "I'm not overthinking. I understand what you mean."
"What do I mean?" He raised an eyebrow, looking at her expression. He felt that her thoughts were probably different from what he wanted to tell her.
Isn't he just telling me not to have any improper thoughts?
Rose silently complained in her heart but didn't say it out loud. Instead, she yielded and changed the topic, saying, "Can you stop patting my head like I'm a little dog?"
It made her feel like she was his pet.
Seeing her frustrated expression, Brandon couldn't help but feel a bit mischievous and wanted to touch her soft
