His sudden proximity made Vania reverse in fright. At first, the heat from Hanson’s breath as he whispered to her ear was enough to make her body warm. After hearing his shameless words, her cheeks were flushing like crazy.
She pressed her hand tightly against his chest and complained softly, “Do I look like I would?”
Then, she even added another insult in her mind, Pervert.
However, Hanson was not affected by her rejection at all. His lips were curled into a smile from the very start as he looked at the shy Vania, knowing well that he was unable to hold back for much longer. In the end, he settled with leaving a gentle peck on the corner of her mouth. He did not want to scare her away with a full kiss, so the little peck counted as a ‘teaser’ to him.
Then, he looked at her intently. “But you’re the only one I want to practise with.”
The blushing Vania was overwhelmed by his brazenness and called out angrily, “Hanson.”
However, not only did her voice sound keen, there was also a hint of shyness in it.
Hanson’s ears tingled when he heard her squishy voice. My name… Why do I kinda like her saying it?
A voice as gentle as that left him thoroughly entranced. “Say it again.”
Vania glanced at Hanson with suspicion as if something was odd with him. With a cold scoff, she ignored him as she had never seen anyone making such a request. What is wrong with him? Is he asking to be scolded?
As expected, a president’s thinking was not decipherable to ordinary people.
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