But using a spoon to feed you, no matter how much I tried, I couldn't get it in. I had no choice, I just... I really didn't have any bad intentions!"
Emilia Johnny's voice grew smaller and smaller, sounding more and more guilty. She only mentioned feeding Anthony Davis some hangover soup, but didn't say that after feeding him, she sneakily stole a few kisses.
Anthony Davis raised an eyebrow: "Oh, I see. Then... it looks like I should thank..."
"Uh... no need for thanks, just don't blame me, okay? Look, we've cleared everything up, why don't you let go of me first?"
Emilia Johnny realized that lying on Anthony Davis like this was really uncomfortable, mainly because his body was too hot, scorching hot, almost like a furnace that could roast her.
Just as she started to get up a little, Anthony Davis suddenly pressed her back down.
With his lips near hers, the atmosphere became too ambiguous, she could even start to feel the changes in Anthony Davis's body.
