Valentine Teller glared at him fiercely.
But his smile was so gentle, and as she glared, she began to smile too.
When she smiled, it made him the happiest, it was much better looking than when she cried.
"Annoying!" Valentine playfully punched his chest, that annoying Mark Reed, so annoying, always bullying her.
Mark Reed quickly caught the small hand that had hit his chest, laughing as he pulled it to his mouth, kissing it repeatedly, shamelessly asking, "Annoying now, or more annoying in bed?"
"You... you're annoying everywhere!"
Her heart raced with embarrassment.
Such a bad man, she could never win an argument with him.
One sentence from him and she was speechless, left only to blush.
When would she ever develop his kind of thick skin?
She blushed too easily, a few words from him and she wanted to crawl into a hole.
They had been living together for some time, but when he walked around the house completely nude, she still couldn't look directly at him.
