Meredith was startled and could only watch Derek snatch her phone away.
The man's slender fingers scratched the screen a few times, but he didn't see the call record. It must have been deleted.
This time, he was 100 % sure that Meredith had done something.
"If really nothing happened, why did you delete it?"
Derek leaned close to Meredith's ear with a dangerous tone, and the warm breath made her tense up.
However, she still forced herself to say, "I just... accidentally deleted it."
However, she had no guts in what she said, and she could not even convince herself.
Derek, on the other hand, could tell that she was being stubborn. His hand gently fell on Meredith's chin and slid down vaguely.
The man's body temperature was already a little higher than the woman's. Meredith could only feel the scorching temperature coming down and stopping on her chest, faintly showing a tendency to touch and stop at her private position.
This was a balcony!
Meredith hurriedly reached out to push Derek away but her breasts were caught by the big hands in front of her immediately. The feeling of numbness hit her and made her lose all her confidence.
She could only look over with a red face and lower her voice in a rage. "Are you crazy? It would be seen."
"I do it accidentally."
Derek's face was unchanging and his heart was not beating. He mimicked Meredith's tone and said that there was no awkwardness from him that two people on the balcony doing such shameless things in places that could be found at any time.
Looking at the man's calm face, Meredith felt as if her face was about to evaporate. However, she could not run away and struggle, and could only be completely controlled by Derek.
"What, say it, or... Don't say it?"
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