"Indeed, that's correct. But if you continue to bite your lip like that, I intend to kiss you the very next second."
Arabella Vanderbilt immediately relaxed her lips.
The spot where her teeth had just nibbled showed a faint tooth mark.
"So you repulse kissing me that much?"
Arabella's face turned somewhat embarrassed, "With so many people around, can't you hold back a little?"
"So, it's okay when there's no one around?"
"..." Arabella didn't speak.
At this moment, as the music reached its climax, Joel Russo took her hand, gave her a gentle push at the waist, and Arabella twirled lightly on the outside, then was pulled back by Joel, her back resting against his chest.
"Why didn't you explain just now?" Joel whispered into her ear.
"Explain what?"
Arabella followed the dance steps, turning back to face Joel.
"All those rumors and gossip."
