Alice Turner blinked her eyes, a flash of light suddenly passed before her, and the corners of her mouth immediately curved up. She stood up and leaned towards Thomas Fisher, who was sitting opposite her, with a full-faced smile, "Didn't you want a kiss? Get up quickly."
As she spoke, she took up the spoon she used for her porridge while he wasn't paying attention, waiting for the moment to tap him.
Something's wrong! Not normal! Unreasonable!
Thomas Fisher looked at the woman who was actively leaning over for a kiss, and three sets of words suddenly popped up in his mind. He just stared at the woman, not intending to stand up.
Seeing that the man still hadn't gotten up, the corners of Alice Turner's mouth suddenly fell, and the smile on her face vanished instantly, replaced by disappointment, "You're the one who doesn't want it, not me not wanting to give you a reward."
