Her initiative with him was rare, and her face turned red.
After gazing at his sleeping face for a few more seconds, she turned over, preparing to get out of bed.
However, as she lifted the covers to get up, her body was unexpectedly seized by a force.
Rebecca Quentin let out a startled "ah," her body pressed against his chest, meeting his sleepy, dreamy dark eyes.
"Why not continue?"
Howard Geoffrey looked down at Rebecca Quentin, now closely pressed against him, his sexy thin lips uttering a low, magnetic voice.
Rebecca, on Howard's chest, looked up and asked puzzled, "Continue what?"
"I vaguely felt someone stealing kisses from me just now."
Rebecca's face grew even redder, she replied awkwardly, "...No such thing."
Howard lifted Rebecca's chin, forcing her shy gaze to meet his, a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, "Liar."
