"I know, Mark, please let me accompany you, please!"
Valentine Teller clasped her hands together, looking very devout, and gazed at him expectantly.
Facing her eager gaze, Mark Reed reluctantly said, "Alright then, is there anything else?"
"No, nothing else!"
Great.
Valentine was so delighted she wanted to cheer.
She knew it, he loved her, and loved her very much, loving her enough to tolerate all her weaknesses and mistakes.
"Then don't block the way."
He still didn't show her a friendly face.
But in Valentine Teller's eyes, no matter how gloomy his face was, it was the most handsome, the one she could never tire of seeing.
Looking around, there was no one in the corridor, she decided to do something swift, so quick that even Mark couldn't react, and she planted a warm and moist kiss on his cheek.
"Smooch!"
