He wasn't cold as ice either. Whoever looked at him, he would respond with a faint smile.
His eyes seemed both affectionate and indifferent, that kind of suave demeanor, like an unrivaled gentleman from a noble family.
Lawrence Winters frowned deeply as he watched.
Where on earth did he pick up these playboy manners?
Lawrence grumbled in his heart, slightly turning his body, attempting to slip past Kenneth Osborne to get to the door.
Yet Kenneth unexpectedly stretched his arm out in front of her.
Lawrence instinctively grabbed his arm, trying to push it away.
Kenneth quickly moved backward with ease, taking the little force she used to push him away.
Lawrence, having no other choice, was almost hanging onto his arm as he led her out of the dormitory.
Kenneth turned back to close their dormitory door, and said calmly, "Do you just like grabbing people's arms? If others don't let you grab theirs, you'll only grab mine. — I must owe you from a past life, huh?"
Lawrence: "!!!"
