Charlos sighed. Sometimes women sleep much more profound than men. He doesn't know; maybe this is just an assessment.
Charlos smiled, and a little naughty thought bothered him. He wanted to annoy Rissa by unbuttoning her shirt, maybe, or stroking her plump breasts.
Immediately, Charlos shook his head. He's not that kind of man. However, if he kissed Rissa a little, maybe it would be okay.
Charlos brought his face closer while looking at Rissa's innocent face like a sleeping baby. She seemed unmoved.
He looked at Rissa's face, which was so beautiful; her eyelashes were thick, her nose was not too sharp, but it fit her face perfectly. Her face was white and smooth, and the lipstick on her lips had run out. Now the original pink color of her lips could be seen, so sweet and seductive that Charlos wanted to kiss her.
