Melody Foster's true feelings and everything she felt towards him were clearly written on her face.
With just a slight linguistic trap, he could draw out the thoughts she hadn't even noticed herself.
Melody Foster stopped talking.
Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she lowered her head.
Nigel Clegg extended a finger to lift her chin, looking at her exquisite face, "So, aren't you going to give me a kiss now?"
Melody Foster's face grew hot with blush.
"I can't..." Her voice was so small she couldn't hear herself.
She didn't know where to look.
She simply couldn't bear to look at him.
Nigel Clegg leaned in a bit closer to her.
"Then, shall we learn together?"
At this, Melody Foster slightly lifted her eyes, "You don't know how either?"
Her innocent appearance amused Nigel Clegg.
"That's why we should learn together," he answered her.
Then, without waiting for her to say anything more, he lowered his head.
Melody Foster, frightened, quickly closed her eyes.
