"What if I don't let you go?" After hearing her words, a look of interest appeared on Samuel Noah Jackson's cold and detached face.
If he doesn't let her go, is he a bad person?
Judging whether someone is good or bad solely based on appearance is foolish!
These words startled Michelle Campbell.
Seeing her dumbstruck, a teasing gleam flashed in his black pupils.
He leaned forward, with both hands pressing down beside her, leaving her no room to escape.
Then, deliberately, he lowered his head... his thin lips suddenly brushing against hers.
Startled, she hurriedly pushed him away, but he easily caught her fidgeting hands with one hand.
His warm breath spraying on her face, the seductive scent... making her heart skip a beat...
It was panic mixed with a bit of fear.
She was so frightened that she opened her mouth to bite his lips, but as if he had anticipated her move, he suddenly left her lips and successfully dodged her attack!
"Now what?" He teased, squinting his eyes, stretching out his hand and hooking her chin. His slender thumb rested on her nervous lips, gently caressing them...
His dark pupils stared intently at the lips that had almost made him lose control just now.
For some reason, even though it was just a shallow, light kiss, his breath had become a little unstable.
Just now, he had nearly lost control...
He had always been very confident in his self-restraint, but today, it seemed like something unexpected had happened.
Michelle Campbell stared at him for a while, and upon seeing him up close, she found his features even better looking than she had imagined.
Finally, as if reminded by something, she hurriedly raised her hand, pushed his hand away from her lips, then unconsciously lifted her arm and wiped her lips with her sleeve.
His scent still lingered on her...
Her action of wiping her lips caused Samuel Noah Jackson's eyebrows to knit together, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.
Was she disgusted with him?!
Very well!
"Huh, now do you still think I'm a good person?" He sneered, then raised his eyebrows and asked her.
Does she still hold the same opinion as before?
Michelle Campbell stared at him with wide eyes, her face blushing, full of anger. A moment later, she shook her head vigorously.
She only said he was a good person to flatter him... she never really thought so!
"Then you mean, I am a bad person?" Seeing her amusing expression, Samuel Noah Jackson couldn't help but ask again.
Upon hearing his question, Michelle Campbell wanted to nod, but she refrained.
At this time, she didn't want to provoke him, as it would not be beneficial to her!
She bit her lips, calmed her emotions, and changed to a wronged expression, looking at him.
Her big eyes looked as if they were about to shed tears, making her look pitiable.
"Eldest Brother, can you please let me go? I'm still young... and a flower of our country. My body isn't feeling well today, and my figure is just average. Isn't-this-too-unfair-to you... " While speaking, Michelle Campbell hesitantly lowered her head and glanced at her not-so-seductive figure...
Upon hearing her words, his line of sight followed hers to the place she was looking at.
"Indeed, it's average." He agreed, nodding at his chin.