Looking at the girl's blushing face and dreamy eyes, more fleshly thoughts surged beneath Kendrix's eyes.
Pursing his lips, he pulled out all the stops to repress his carnal desires.
However, his voice was still hoarse. "Got it?"
"Huh?" Sylvia had no idea what he meant.
Right then, her mind had gone totally blank.
It wasn't until she came to her senses that she realized that kiss was intended to be a punishment.
Her face went pink.
Giving a peck on her cheek, Kendrix mumbled, "Return it to him. Hair combs mean something special to girls like you. You can't simply accept it."
With that, Kendrix fell silent shortly before he continued, "Not only this, don't accept anything from anyone."
"Not even girls? Like presents from my friends or something?" Sylvia asked in a whisper.
Stumped, Kendrix said, "It depends on the situation."
Pouting, Sylvia had a tender tone. "I didn't realize you're so domineering."
"I'm indeed a very domineering man. I will not allow my woman to be a two-timer."
"Your woman?"
Another flush of shyness rose to Sylvia's cheeks.
She was still just a girl, not a woman.
Probably noticing the error in his words, with a calm expression, Kendrix added, "You're my girl."
Flabbergasted.
Sylvia went red.
She thought Kendrix would never utter sweet nothings, but it would outclass those of any other men if he did.
It was because men like him looked too humorless, and everything about him screamed celibacy.
However, something about a man like him just oozed hotness when it came to speaking sweet nothings.
Sylvia nodded as she buried her face into his chest.
Kendrix stiffened again, feeling her warm breath gushing at his chest.
He coughed and cleared his throat, reminding, "C'mon, get up."
Stumped, only then did Sylvia remember she was still sitting on his lap. The two were too close, and she vaguely felt something alien.
It was a very baleful existence.
A romantic ambiguity marked the atmosphere, and Sylvia froze.
She didn't dare to move.
Technically speaking, she couldn't because she was too enervated at the moment. She only wanted to slouch on him indolently, just that she was in a menacing position.
She could neither advance nor retreat.
Her face was now bright red from embarrassment as she looked down at his lap; they were now only fractions of an inch from him.
The kiss just now had really addled her brain that she couldn't think straight anymore.
It was only now that she sensed his erection.
It turned out that Kendrix had been aroused, and most importantly, it happened because of her.
It was so erotic.
Looking down, she was utterly dumbfounded.
When Kendrix realized what the girl was gazing at, he froze and stretched out his hands instantaneously to cuddle her.
He heaved a long sigh, seemingly helpless.
Sylvia couldn't resist but giggled. "Haha."
"What are you giggling at?" Kendrix's croaky, sexy and alluring voice rang next to her ear.
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