Juliana's soft lips moved as she spoke, like a feather gently brushing Benson's lips.

That gentle tickle spread from his lips all the way to his heart.

Benson was distracted.

At that very moment, Juliana struck him hard with her knee.

"Ouch!"

As soon as Benson's crotch was hit, his face turned pale, his hand strangling Juliana loosened, and he bent over in pain.

"Juliana!" shouted Benson, covering his crotch and gritting his teeth.

He had never been defeated by anyone before, let alone by a woman.

But today, he had already lost to her twice!

Juliana was already sitting on the sofa, playing with the fork in her hand,...