271: The revelation of Rachel Barton's true nature leads to Delia Frieman's breakdown!_4
Four simple words.
It's an explanation of sorts.
Because of the cold, we shouldn't get too intimate. Otherwise, it could spread through saliva.
She looks up at Terrence Lentz, her delicate and shining peach-blossom eyes reflecting the snow. Even without doing anything, she was enchanting enough to capture his heart.
"Pass me your cold."
The deep voice carried a hint of hoarseness.
It was somewhat irresistible.
Before Viola could react, his thin lips fell onto her red lips.
Slightly cold.
I don't know how much time has passed.
Both of them were panting slightly.
Terrence Lentz let her go only then.
"You really will get a cold!" Viola looked at him, "I wasn't kidding around."
The man's expression remained indifferent, no significant expression on his cold, handsome face, yet his deep eyes were filled only with her.
"Hmm, I know."
Viola looked helpless, "Knowing that, you still..."
Terrence Lentz lifted his thin lips slightly, "I'm not scared."