Sylvan Cheney laughed still, his arms wrapped around her waist.
Her waist was very slender, just enough to encircle with his hands.
"Jasy, do you know how well-behaved you looked the first time I scolded you? At that time, I thought I had brought home a rabbit, but it turned out to be a wild cat," Sylvan said calmly, "Back then, you didn't dare to talk back when I scolded you, but now, for every sentence I say, you can contradict me ten times. I really spoiled you too much."
"Are you regretting being so indulgent with me?"
"I've never regretted it."
His faint breath fell on her face, Jasmine Yale looked at him, her eyes growing more intoxicated.
He just missed that girl who kept her head down and didn't say a word, listening obediently to his lectures.
Jasmine Yale fell silent.
