Boyce’s depthless eyes resembled those of a deep well, and he was frozen as he looked into the eyes of this girl. Her face was pale, and her eyes were crystal clear, which showcased a kind of maturity beyond her actual age. A sense of steely strength was hidden beneath her eyes, which incited feelings of protectiveness inside him. How could he put her in a position that would make her life difficult?
Slowly, he reduced his gripping strength, and Jasmine’s scrawny arms wrapped themselves around his neck. Her lips met his, and she landed a deep kiss on his lips.
Boyce was caught off guard by this sudden kiss and he forgot to react or didn’t even know how to respond for a moment.
Jasmine didn’t mind one bit about his passiveness as she pressed her lips harder. She liked the clumsiness in him, and she also liked how innocent he was.
Perhaps because of Jasmine’s passionate kiss, someone as passive as Boyce began to respond in subtle ways. He took her fragile body into his arms and tried to reciprocate her kiss albeit a little awkwardly.
After some time, Jasmine was he first to let go of him, and her lips had turned into a cherry which was dipped in dew. The moisture was glistening off her reddish lips, and as she blinked, she said with a hoarse voice, “How will I regret everything? I really love you. You are just too dense and foolish since you believe whatever I had said. I was just messing with you. I will never, ever regret this.”
Boyce watched her sincere yet passionate face, and he felt like something was fluttering in his heart akin a feather fluttering, which made him a little numb and tremble. His heart seemed to take on a life of its own as it got out of his control. His heartbeat was irregular and without rhythm.
He wanted to reveal his feelings, but he was no good at expression such intimate words. All he could do was to gaze at her quietly.
His brows jolted as he said in a low voice, “Jasmine, I won’t betray your trust. Thank you for believing in me.”
Jasmine initially imagined that he would now belt out a “passionate confession”, and even if he didn’t do that, he should at least express his love for her. However… he was thanking her for her trust with such a serious face?
She sniffed loudly and complained, “I am almost ready to cry, but somehow you make me want to laugh.”
Boyce’s face continued to be dense, “Did I say anything wrong?”
He was thinking in his heart, ‘What did I just say wrongly?’
Jasmine shook her head, “There’s nothing wrong with what you had just said. Your words are perfect, and I am so touched by them.”
Boyce furrowed his brows, “You are going to laugh instead of crying because of touching moments. Do you really think I am that stupid?”
“Not at all, I never think of you in that way. I just think that you are not smart enough.” After saying that, Jasmine sped off into the house and jumped onto her bed. She wrapped herself tightly with her blanket.
Boyce watched that pile of fabric on the bed and her lips slowly curled up, revealing a faint smile. He went in without any urgency and sat down on the edge of the bed before reaching out to peel off her blanket. Jasmine’s head popped out of the blanket, and her big eyes were blinking at him.
Boyce stroked her face as he thought that her face still looked a little childish but at the same time, it also looked like a flower waiting to bloom. She was attractive and charming.
His heart continued to pound as he pecked at her forehead without warning. He didn’t leave just yet as he closed his eyes and took in her scent. There was a faint shampoo fragrance in the air, which made him even more unwilling to leave.
He called her name, “Jasmine.”
“Yes.” Jasmine answered.
Boyce stood up straight as he said, “Sleep now.”
Jasmine shifted her body to one side and left a gaping space next to her in bed, “We will sleep side by side.”
Boyce lied down and faced her.
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