While treating the wound halfway, Norris Moore was pushed over by him.
The man's face lowered, and his deeply colored pupils fixed on her.
Enveloped in such an intense gaze, Norris Moore felt shy for some reason.
The feeling was novel, as if it were their first time together.
But she just felt terribly shy, a feeling that couldn't be clearly expressed in words.
Facing Trenton Smith like this, her little heart beat so fast it felt as though it was about to leap out.
She looked at the man before her with such carefulness, as if it really was their first time together.
Trenton Smith also noticed her embarrassment. He let out a deep chuckle, pinched her cheek with a hint of indulgence, "Why so shy, blushing like that? It's not like I haven't kissed you before."
"Can't you say something nicer for once." Her face flushed as she coquettishly scolded him.
