90 She Ran Away?

Mary's heart was beating like a drum, but only she knew how nervous she was. 

She looked at Monroe, who was almost touching her with his handsome face. For the first time, he didn't run away. 

Monroe said softly, "Hey, you win, Okay?" 

He didn't want to hurt her, although fighting with her was really enjoyable. 

Mary's forehead and nose were full of sweat and not only that, the strands of hair on her forehead were also wet. 

It had been a long time since she had been so carefree. 

However, what made her even more concerned was that she also wanted to be sure of one thing. 

"Monroe, are you really in love with me?" 

Monroe's lips seemed to brush over the tip of Mary's nose. Her sweat was salty and hot, but he liked it very much. 

Facing her eyes that were so close to him, Monroe could even clearly see the light green pupils that were blooming like petals, they were so beautiful... 

"Yes."