She puffed her cheeks, and Arnold Simmons casually pinched them.
It felt pretty good, just slightly warm, maybe because she had been out in the sun for too long.
Half-carrying her, he started walking indoors, "Do you feel hot?"
Hannah leaned her entire weight on him, replying in a soft voice, "Yeah, I've been under the sun for quite a while."
Arnold Simmons couldn't help but frown, reaching out to touch her forehead.
The sweat he just wiped off was again trickling down.
He spoke, his tone flat, "Do you still think it's fun to be an actress?"
Hannah pulled at her uniform's tie, her tone unusually serious, "When I was taking photos just now, the photographer kept praising my looks, saying I was born for this. I like it when people compliment me."
Arnold Simmons found it amusing, "So you stood under the sun for an hour just to hear people praise you?"
