Penelope also wanted to take care of his feelings. After all, it wasn't easy for him to come up with such an idea.

Penelope took the initiative and kissed his lips, saying, "You've forgiven me, haven't you?"

"For which time are you asking?" He tried to sound aloof.

"Have I made you angry many times?" Penelope whispered, moving closer to him.

Warren quickly retorted, wearing a composed expression as he said, "Just ten minutes ago, you were being quite flirty with a lot of guys in the hall."

Penelope felt like an arrow had pierced her chest. "That was for the stage effect, not flirting..."

His hand slowly caressed her...