LIKE FATHER...LIKE SON
When Kylie decided to go back to her room, at the same moment, she felt that she was held strongly while someone closed her mouth, for a moment she almost lost her breath and wriggled to get away from the strong grip.
A cool breeze touched her neck when a soft whisper into her ear, "relax it's me" the warm breath in her sensitive area made her to blush like a fool, even her ear turned red like a cherry.
"I'm letting you free" he warned, "don't even think about shouting."
Kylie nodded her head obediently, as promised he loosened his grip at the sametime moved hand closing her mouth, she took a breath in relief, the warm breath of her touched the hand of Edmund, unknowingly his cheeks turned red.
Looking at him, she got worried, "your highness, are you okay? Why is your face red? Perhaps are you suffering with fever?"
He pinned her to the wall and closed her mouth with a frown, "idiot, don't you know where to speak and where not to speak?"