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pened

y, glancing at the hand that had d

her fragile fingertips were tinged with a soft pink. That faint pi

ature and the softness of her fingertips fe

times this overly "enthusiastic"

. Charles was about to move away, but this time, she wasn't satisfied with mere l

hands. Charles tilted his chin slightly, fi

rted little fiend, but she

cate oval. Her innocent, deer-like eyes shimmered like mist on a su

h to his liking that he had yet to put his f

clutching his hand tightly. His lack of a

so cold. Let m

ittle guilty. But the guilt only made her hold his gaze mo

e, my

htly. The corner of his lips curled beneath his mask. "Enough. My hand isn't c

caught onto his sarcasm or was playing

nd that's co

don't you

t g

ut with the other, she flipped his palm upw

s his palm, sending an uncontrollable shiver throu

f she was genuinely clumsy or just too skilled at pla

clumsy to be effective, she would do someth

rdly that eas

p low, exuded a cold and detached aura, slipping

and Mist hurried to keep up. "Aren't

ou to tell me.

scoffed

uld you

dn't be anything pleasant. But if she didn't continue the conversation

ainst the headrest, watching a black swan fearlessly flap its wi

of romantic luck lately.

hat, there was

own his mask slightly and glanced at her-on

hurt by

didn't think she w

ng her a perve

ew times. Since she never tried to interact with him, he hadn't bothered to str

ke eye contact when t

changed a

his irresistible charm or had simply been suppressing herself for too l

n't particularly good at socializing,

ted getting handsy, and h

d in him. And after setting her sights on him, she ha

touching him, he thought

" tripped and sat on hi

body so closely against the backrest that the back of

n't pervert

yesterday. His expression had darkened immediately, and he had told Mist to

she'd tone it d

ready back at it, try

was she

d she want t

. He had known her since she was thirteen or fourteen,

quickly turned i

his type, and, well-his mother had n

e else's sister, why

s hurt by his words. She was just

er imagined that such a title

ever she saw ambiguous scenes in dramas, nov

face would turn red, but she alone knew whethe

wasn't a

was adulthood, newfound freedom, or the natural consequences of maturi

ained calm, b

terri

herself, but that wasn

le doctor? Wouldn't that turn into one of those adult stori

f her body wanted something, sh

t

long time until her gaze

me, sharp-tongued,

.

ou know about

n Mist clinging to his back, fe

ind of

nds. "A kind-hearted angel who ca