Lily Turner realized once again what it meant to speak recklessly, but this time she felt utterly indignant and wronged. She pulled away the hand grasping her chin, "With you acting like this, will I still dare to speak? Will we be able to have a normal conversation?"
Every time she spoke, his mind would wander elsewhere. Could she still speak freely? Was she still brave enough to speak freely?
"Am I really that scary?"
Easton Holmes raised his hand and pointed at himself, his unblinking eyes fixed on Lily Turner. His steely face was full of doubt and incredulity.
Lily reached out and poked the stern face before her, "Why don't you take a look in the mirror and find out yourself?"
Right after she spoke, taking advantage of his momentary daze, she straightened up and slipped out of his embrace, quickly jumping off the bed to one side.
