Just yelled a name, Waylon continued to kiss her lips again, longer than the last time.

After the end, Waylon laughed lowly, his deep eyes resembling vast stars, shining with starlight, and the subwoofer-like voice slowly said, "Alena, did you come here to ask for a kiss on purpose? If so... You can just say it. I will satisfy you without hesitation."

She opened her eyes suddenly, her round eyes glared at him, her cheeks puffed angrily, like a frightened little beast, innocent and affectionate.

She didn't dare say another word at all now, for fear that she would be kissed by Waylon.

Seeing this, Waylon couldn't help but curled...