Betsy was carried by Thad and placed on the bed to sit. She wanted to push him away, but Thad had already let go.
Betsy looked up at Thad. The places he touched burned like hell, and she came out of her surprise. She handed Thad the watch with a calm expression, saying, "It's yours."
"Thank you." Thad smiled, took the watch from Betsy, and put it on.
His expression was as composed as ever, as if nothing had just happened.
Betsy felt that Thad was deliberately flirting with her, but she had no evidence.
Now Thad had put on the watch, he bent down slightly, his gaze level with Betsy's, and smiled at her, "Betsy, you saved me last night and found my watch today. Do I really not owe you in return?"
His voice was magnetic, making it feel like one's ears could get pregnant from listening.
