He seemed addicted, to the point that Valentine Teller's lips were swollen from his kisses.
Could he keep kissing like this?
"Stop kissing." Valentine Teller covered her mouth, refusing Mark Reed's rampage on her lips.
"I still want to kiss."
Mark Reed stubbornly pulled Valentine's hand away, leaning closer.
"No more kisses, no more... you rogue, go away..."
Valentine laughed and dodged around, just not letting him kiss her.
"Don't move!"
Mark Reed suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu, as if this scene had appeared in a dream.
He stared blankly at Valentine, trying hard to recall whether it was a dreamscape or something that had happened in the past but couldn't remember.
Seeing Mark in a daze, Valentine excitedly asked, "Did you remember something?"
"I seem to almost remember, let me kiss you once more, and I'll surely remember." Mark said and leaned in to kiss Valentine.
Valentine chuckled helplessly, pushing Mark away: "Are you trying to trick me again? You pervert!"
