"Such pure breath...."
Noticing the boy's fingers tightly gripping the bedsheet, she curled her lips and suddenly reached out to grasp the boy's chin, raising her eyebrows and bending over bit by bit...
Just as she was about to kiss those lips, the boy suddenly turned his head, and her kiss fell into emptiness.
"You've got quite a temper, don't you."
She abruptly grasped the boy's chin, forcing him to turn his head back, and said with a coquettish smile: "Sweetheart, I love your eyes, filled with defiance and unyielding spirit. I really want to scoop them out and keep them." As her words fell, her hands gently stroked over the boy's eyelids, feeling his body tremble gently, she giggled.
"So adorable, making it hard for anyone to have the heart to act..."
The boy clenched his teeth tightly, his fair skin blushing either from shame or anger, flushed with rosy hues, truly exquisite in beauty.
