"Mr. Cullin thinks too much. I still have this self-knowledge. I am a passer-by to the mind sooner or later. Your vision is far-reaching and powerful. Have you ever thought how much the mind likes me now and how sad it will be in the future?"
Hearing the words, Matthew suddenly felt a shudder in his heart. He thought that no matter how smart and affectionate his heart was, he was just a child, and he would just find an excuse to coax him over there.
"You avoid her now, and you want to cut off the fate of your mother and daughter in advance?"
Hearing this, Astrid's eyes suddenly darkened, her chest started to cramp for no reason, and her body subconsciously resisted Matthew's restraint. Unexpectedly, the man was approaching a little further, and his breath was sprayed on her nose, a little itchy and depressed.
Originally a rather intimate gesture, but between the two of them, it was like an imminent fuse.
