"Mia, you smell nice."
Zuo Hong brushed aside her long hair, exposing her ear, as his fingers caressed her delicate earlobe, seeing her take a slight breath with her small face blushing like an apple, he chuckled softly.
Zoe Lewis had never experienced such tease before; she wanted to shrink herself, not letting Zuo Hong see her embarrassment. But Zuo Hong wouldn't let her withdraw, wrapping one arm around her waist and lifting her chin with the other, making her meet his gaze.
"I'll find you a new coach, and this time I'll keep it confidential so no one will know."
"Oh."
"Don't worry about Cherry, just let her come at me. I can't get pregnant, so there's nothing she can do to me."
Zoe was amused: "I didn't know you could tell jokes."
"It's my first time telling one, so bear with me if it's not good."
Zoe's smile overflowed from her eyes: "No, it was quite good."
"Then I'll tell you one every day from now on."
"Alright!"
