"What's wrong?" Melody Thorne leaned over the table, maintaining the posture of blowing out the candle, looking puzzled at the man in front of her.
Quick to change.
Jared Quinn's thin lips became even sharper, like two thin blades, his dark eyes carrying a profound meaning, "You didn't make a wish."
Melody Thorne "...You were the one who told me to blow it out, so I did."
So why is he changing his face?
"Obedient now, aren't you!" Jared Quinn sneered coldly.
Melody Thorne stared with clear eyes, her pupils as clear as a deep pond, without any desire, yet like a little rabbit that can tantalize his soul.
Jared Quinn's tall and strong figure was a bit tense, as if a fire from her eyes ignited his body's desire, wanting to be happy with her~
With a large hand, he picked up the phone from the side and called Simon Sutton to send another cake.
