Lily Shaw forcefully blinked her eyes, not wanting to let fragile tears flow out; she always felt that crying would make her seem weak.
The two were very close, and Eldest Young Master Grant liked this kind of distance where he only needed to slightly raise his head to kiss Lily Shaw. Watching her adorably blink, he instinctively leaned in to kiss her eyes gently, then quickly moved away.
This spontaneous action was like the light touch of a dragonfly on water, yet filled with immense tenderness and affection.
Lily Shaw was momentarily stunned; she instinctively looked up at the man who stealthily kissed her, watching him pretend with a smug expression that "I did nothing."
Lily knew this man's coyness very well. Her lightly colored lips quickly curled into a mischievous grin. She turned her head to look at his ears, noticing his earlobe turn distinctly red, then hesitated for a moment before blowing a breath onto it.
