At first, she dodged, trying to break free of his hold, but she still broke into laughter in the end after his attack that she had to ask for mercy, “Tickle, hahaha. Kent Bai, stop, please. Hahaha…”
Kent stopped temporarily, but his fingers were ready for next round of attack. He threatened, “Say you believe me and I’ll let you go. If not, I’ll tie you to the headboard and make you laugh until nightfall.”
Janetta snorted, “Why should I believe you? Don’t think you can get rid of your suspicion after you have two back-ups.”
There was certainly a good distance between their faces, but he suddenly leaned down, leaving a few millimeters. Hot breath hit her face. Kent smiled and said, “Why do I hear like you actually care about me?”
Her mind was being poked and Janetta was stunned. Her hands were still locked and she wasn’t able to move or avoid his face. She could only turn her face away and purposely didn’t look at him, “Don’t be so narcissistic here.”
“I am because I’m confident that I can get into your heart.”
“Of couse, ‘cause you’re a womanizer. From ten-year-old girls to eighteen-year-old teenagers, to young women in their aunties, to aunties in their fifty, and old women in their eighties—they all worship you.”
“Oh, my.” Kent let go of her hands and dropped next to her, lying on his side and sniffing hard on her neck. He was smiling like a succeeded fox, “Why do I smell something like jealousy? Can you smell it?”
“Your nose is broken.” After regaining her freedom, she immediately bounced away, trying to keep a safe distance from him.
Unexpectedly, his arm shot out faster than she could escape. She was pulled back to him in an instant with one leg tightly pressed hers.
Kent buried his head deep into her neck, “Girl, hurry up and say that you believe this old man, or this old man will reward you with ten fingers magic.”
“What’s the use forcing me to say that? It’s because you’re like this that I still can’t fully trust you yet.”
He had glorious history with many women. Although they didn’t know his true identity, many of them found her and used various tricks to threaten her to leave him. They would even corner her in an alley with their friends. It could be seen how absurd his life was.
The word ‘trust’ was so heavy and precious. Janetta felt that they hadn’t reached that point and she was only telling the truth.
But Kent had lost his temper and stared at her with a dangerous gaze. “It seems that my little Janetta really wants to taste my ten fingers magic.”
As soon as he said that, he turned over again. Janetta felt something and couldn’t avoid his fingers no matter where she dodged to. As they pressed against her laughing nerves, she couldn’t help but giggled and cried.
“Kent Bai, stop. I freaking hate you.”
“Extreme hate can turn into love. Say you believe me and I may think about it.”
“As if, you big bastard—hahaha…” Janetta twisted around on the bed, but couldn’t escape his claws.
“Then I have to work harder…” Kent dragged, showing his teeth and claws before her eyes.
Janetta was so scared that she hid to the wrong direction. She buried her head into his arms, raising white flag. “Okay, I believe you. Stop. I surrender.”
If this continued, she was either laughing to death or tickled to death that her stomach hurt.
Kent didn’t let her go because of this and started to creep into her sensitive areas more, “I feel no sincerity there.”
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