In that instant, Vivian's eyes flew wide open, her pupils contracting.
"Why did you kiss me again?"
He heard the word "again," and the corners of his lips involuntarily lifted, a triumphant smile flickering in his eyes.
"Because you're cute. I can't help myself."
Vivian: "..."
She glared at him, her cheeks tinged with pink, her lips parting and then closing again.
Tristan reached out, his fingertips drifting through her soft hair, gently ruffling it.
"Stop glaring. If you keep looking at me like that, I might really raise you in a fish tank, entertain myself with you like you're my goldfish every day."
Vivian: "..."
She was so angry she gritted her teeth, really wanting to bite him right now. Bastard.
Watching her puffed-up look, Tristan let out a quiet laugh, his voice carrying a hint of probing.
"Still not going to say? Why didn't you talk to me last night, really?"
She stayed quiet for a long while, her eyelashes trembling lightly, thoughts whirling inside her.
