"I wouldn't want to kiss you till you die, but you just misunderstood me, Madam Miller, this is punishment."
"Misunderstanding?" Abigail's blurry gaze suddenly became clear, looking at the man's handsome face so close, a faint smile appeared in her eyes, "You punish yourself over such misunderstandings to make a point, so when you misunderstand me, shouldn't I consider how to punish you too?"
Travis Miller's handsome face kept the same smile, yet there seemed to be a bit more coldness.
"Sure. Punish me however you want."
Abigail slightly tilted her head, looking at him calmly and seriously.
"Aren't you quite fearless, thinking I like you so much that even if I punish you, it would be meaningless, insignificant punishment."
Travis Miller pinched her graceful jawline, "Then ask yourself, would you be willing to give me a severe punishment, huh?"
Abigail raised an eyebrow, reached out to caress his face, her beautiful eyes full of affection.
"I wouldn't be willing."
