Lynn was so frightened that she tightly closed her lips, but the soft lips were still hurt from his teeth.

"Hmm..."

After a few moments of pestering, Benson removed his lips and declared arrogantly, "Because you look at me with that kind of eyes, I just want to kiss you."

"You... bastard..." Lynn raised her hand and wiped her lips in disgust.

"You look at me suspiciously. I just want to kiss you until you don't hate me and look at me with admiration."

What was he talking about... hate, love. Lynn felt his head buzzing.

"Bastard."

"Do you want to try again?" Benson lifted her chin again and kissed...