"Go ahead, as long as it makes you happy." Wyatt Perry said, staying true to his word, regardless of whether they were in the bustling commercial center.
He bent down slightly, presenting his face in front of Claudia Ross, willing to be punished.
"I can't do it with you looking at me, close your eyes." Claudia Ross unceremoniously ordered again.
Wyatt Perry obediently closed his eyes.
"I'm going to hit you now!" Wyatt Perry was so compliant, Claudia Ross almost burst into laughter.
"Go ahead, don't hold back."
Wyatt Perry squeezed his eyes shut a bit tighter.
Claudia Ross pretended to wave her hand, fanning Wyatt Perry twice.
Wyatt Perry assumed the slap was coming, instinctively gritting his teeth, but instead of the expected slap, soft, fragrant, tender lips briefly brushed against his mouth.
He opened his eyes in delight, only to see Claudia Ross covering her mouth, laughing uncontrollably.
"Did you really think I was going to slap you?" Claudia Ross asked with a laugh.
