Zombie Apocalypse or Sofa Bed Drama?

Villain Ch 530. Zombie Apocalypse or Sofa Bed Drama?

Allen's hand, which had initially embraced Vivian's waist, undertook a subtle migration to her shoulder. The transition was smooth. As he shifted his hand, a gentle caress traced the contours of her arm, following the motion of her hand as she arranged the sweet potato and vegetable bites.

The tender descent continued until Allen's fingers softly overlapped with the back of Vivian's hand. His touch carried a warmth that transcended the physical, a silent reassurance that spoke volumes. The atmosphere in her apartment seemed to shift into a haven of shared moments.

"Let me arrange them for us. You can take care of everything else," Allen's whispered words, laden with a sweetness that could only be matched by the delectable bites they were preparing, caressed the air. His offer, both considerate and affectionate, hinted at a deeper understanding that extended beyond the surface.