The atmosphere became a little more interesting.
Both of them were embarrassed, but it was a special kind of embarrassment. Their eyes couldn't help dodging each other when they crossed. There was even a trace of bright red on the beautiful face of Gloria. An inexplicable feeling was brewing. Both of them seemed to feel something. The embarrassment didn't last long, and soon Soran recovered. He smiled and took out a beautiful box, then handed it to Gloria.
"A gift for you," Soran wicked at her.
Gloria looked up at him and showed a smile on the corner of her mouth. Then her rosy lips opened softly, "what is it?"
