Chapter 1114: Who Says I'm Scheming?

"What, are you calculating the timing for the second round?"

Seeing Nana Jensen didn't speak, Willy Smith's smile deepened on his lips, and his arm around her waist tightened even more. "My improvisation skills should be pretty good, so you might as well stop trying to guess, you won't be able to get it right!"

Nana Jensen: "..."

"Who said I was calculating!"

Nana Jensen gave him a glare, and for the first time, she playfully punched his chest with her small fist without even realizing how adorable she looked. "I was just..."

"Just what?"

The man caught her fist quickly, kissed it lightly, and the tenderness in his eyes nearly overflowed. Without even needing to look into his eyes, his deeply affectionate gaze was almost too much for a woman to bear, and at this moment, that was true for Nana Jensen.

She suddenly buried her head into the quilt, but the man had no intention of letting her go. As soon as her head dove under the cover, his followed right in, asking, "Just what?"