Nell Harris tried to pull her finger away, unable to stop herself from laughing, "It tickles, stop it."
Dylan Young gently bit her finger, "I need to disinfect it."
Nell Harris found Dylan Young's childishness a bit adorable today, "Alright, it was just a brief touch. I didn't let him hold on to it. Otherwise, I could just wash my hand."
Dylan Young didn't agree. Washing hands wouldn't be as effective as his disinfection. He had to block out the other man's breath.
Initially, Dylan Young just wanted to kiss her hand, but as he continued, the area naturally expanded little by little.
Nell Harris pressed down on his hand and mouth with mischief, tilting her head to look at him, smiling, "Alright, let's stop for now. Let's talk about Sophia Morton."
Dylan Young was taken aback but then felt amused. So it wasn't him being jealous after all.
