"Do you like it?"
Arabella nodded, "I like it... but I didn't prepare a gift for you..."
Her expression clearly showed her profound regret.
Joel Russo curved his lips, brushing her hair aside, his dark eyes lingered on her face, filled with pure affection.
"Then make it up to me a couple more times tonight."
"You... Is this all you think about now?"
Arabella looked at Joel, who had lifted his dietary restrictions and was stunned.
"Otherwise... why don't you think about it now, what gift you will give me in return?"
"..." Arabella was at a loss for words, where could she suddenly find a gift for him now?
"I'll give you five seconds..."
Five seconds...
Arabella bit her lip, and after barely a second of staring at Joel, she suddenly said,
"No need."
As soon as her words fell, before Joel even had time to react, she reached out to hook his neck, slightly lifted her body, and initiated a kiss on his thin yet passionate lips.
