452.He Only Collected The 'Interest'

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"Lisa..." She responded by calling his name.

To her, his tall and broad figure was akin to a mountain. It provided her with a sense of security and was her pillar of support.

He was completely enchanted by her soft voice.

A hint of heartache appeared in his cold gaze. Her current appearance was indeed rather battered.

However, despite his heartache, he did not regret his actions last night.

She gently began to explain the misunderstanding from last night. "Lisa, I wasn't trying to reject you nor do I regret last night. I also don't regret losing my very first time to you."

She reached out to touch his face. "Last night, I simply wanted to wash off the medicine on my face before we did that... At that time I thought that it wouldn't take more than a few minutes. Besides, I was also worried that you wouldn't be interested in me with the medicine covering my face..."

When he heard this, he was shaken. It turned out that he had misunderstood her.

"I'm sorry!" He apologised once more as guilt settled heavily in his heart.

Then, he kissed her forehead dotingly. "Silly. How could I possibly be uninterested in you? You're the only woman I'm interested in, in this entire world."

"Don't apologise." She tapped against his lips with her fingertip.

He pressed her down heavily like an immovable boulder.

His sharp gaze followed her fair skin and stunning looks closely. She was truly too beautiful!

Bright sunlight lit up the entire room as their bodies pressed together intimately. Her skin was soft to the point where he could barely see her pores.

She was truly stunningly beautiful. Her eyes were wide and charming and her eyelashes trembled lightly like feathers. Her cherry blossom lips were smooth and soft. Even her figure was gorgeous to the point where it was difficult to describe it in words.

She was truly God's most perfect creation!

Although he was used to being unaffected by women, he found that he could barely take his eyes off of her.

Jennie felt as though she was being watched by a predator. A sense of danger was growing inside her.

His figure was tall and broad while she was on the petite side. Compared to him, she felt that the visual contrast alone was terrifying.

She truly felt like a weak, helpless flower. Compared to before she regained her looks, she was no longer capable of enduring tough storms.

"Jennie..." He caressed her cheeks gently as though he was holding the most precious treasure in the world.

His gaze followed her closely as though she was his delicious meal.

She felt her heartbeat accelerating.

A hint of struggle flashed past his burning gaze.

It seemed like he was trying to restrain himself, putting in a lot of effort.

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