Joshua Sulliven was amused by her tone and had to admit that her ferocious, unyielding demeanor just a moment ago indeed did not resemble that of a good thing.
But why did he only feel disgust when he looked at other women, yet found her appearance extraordinarily adorable?
Perhaps, sometimes the relationships between people are just inexplicably unreasonable.
"Hey, why aren't you speaking? Do you really think I'm not a good thing either?" Seeing him silent, Keira Leaf couldn't help feeling a bit nervous, following his every move with her eyes.
After Joshua Sulliven had put the stuff away and cracked the window slightly, he washed his hands carefully before returning to sit by the bed, taking her small hand and gently kissing it, "Does it matter to Young Master whether you're a good thing or not right now?"
"You... you... what does that mean?"
"What it means is--Black Hawk, get yourself in here!" Joshua had not finished speaking when his tone suddenly dropped cold.
