The next second, Christopher Moore leaned down again like a leopard, "Can't you control that mouth of yours?"
Ruby Mercer was truly frightened this time, "What are you doing again?"
"Get off!"
Christopher Moore grasped her hand, his eyes staring straight at the bleeding wound. Seeing her tear-streaked face, his heart ached.
That time in the bathroom, she cried too, trembling all over!
This time, her crying softened his heart!
"Be good, listen carefully, otherwise I won't be able to control myself and might leave a mark on you."
Ruby shrank back into the sofa, fearing he might do something reckless, yet refusing to succumb to his intimidation.
"Get up first, talk later. With you pressing on me like this, I'm uncomfortable!"
Christopher Moore exhaled a hot breath, then warned himself to stay away from her!
Otherwise, if he stirred up a fire, it would ultimately be his own embarrassment!
Seeing him rise, Ruby breathed a sigh of relief.
