"Ha! Turner, do you think I'm an idiot?" The boy laughed heartily. "Do you think I'll believe you just because you say so?"
"Don't believe me?" Fiona Turner bit her crimson lips and walked straight to Basil Jaak.
"Miss Turner, are you playing a drama here?" Basil Jaak teased.
However, before Basil Jaak could slowly laugh at himself, a sweet fragrance assailed his nostrils, Fiona Turner's blazing lips suddenly nailed on his cheek.
The gentle and solid sensation had deeply surprised Basil Jaak. It felt as if he was daydreaming. But as soon as he saw Fiona Turner's blushing face, he was sure it wasn't a dream. In reality, he had received a sweet kiss.
