Zoe Yale just raised her hand to hit, but suddenly felt a sense of familiarity from the person in front of her, and froze instantly.
Immediately, she reached out and hugged Charles White.
His kiss was full of jealousy, with a hint of domineering punishment.
He pulled her close, as if he couldn't get enough of the kiss, entangling with her constantly.
"Charles White, someone might see us here, let me go first..." Zoe Yale suddenly thought of something and anxiously tried to push him away.
"No way!" Charles White tightly held the person in his arms, as if worried that if he let go, she would be snatched away by someone else.
His Molly belonged to him, no one else was allowed to have plans for her!
"Charles White, are you jealous?" Zoe Yale came to her senses and suddenly asked.
She looked at Charles White with surprise, noticing his ears starting to turn red.
He was genuinely jealous, and even shy about it...
