"What are you thinking about?" Suddenly, Nigel Clegg's voice came from behind her.
Startled, Melody Foster turned around.
"Mr. Meow?"
Nigel Clegg picked up a pastry from beside her, the same one she was just eating, "How does it taste?"
"It's delicious." Melody Foster hurriedly swallowed the pastry she had in her mouth.
Nigel Clegg noticed there were still a few crumbs at the corner of her mouth and couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe them away.
"What's the matter?" Melody Foster instinctively shrank back a bit, and she also touched her own lips.
Nigel Clegg smiled, "Nothing, just wiping it off for you."
Melody Foster looked at Nigel Clegg as if she didn't recognize him.
It was only a short while, why did it seem like his attitude towards her had completely changed?
The way he looked at her was no longer cold and disdainful, but now carried a hint of warmth.
Realizing this, Melody Foster couldn't help but blush and shyly lowered her head.
