Chapter 111: You Weren't a Mistress

She was confused and felt even more aggrieved, so she cried.

Her lips, reddened by the kiss, were tempting.

Jackson's breathing grew heavier and heavier as he probed his nimble tongue to tangle and stir in her mouth, "I just like to bully you..."

Just liked to bully her?

Nidia opened her eyes incredulously and looked at him.

Face to face, Jackson's thick and heavy breathing made her blush scarlet. Then he kissed the side of her cheek soothingly. His voice was soft and husky, "Nidia, you were the one who asked me if I ever had a pure love when I was young and told me not to lie to you."

Nidia had an incredulous look on her face.

When women asked men about such things, generally speaking, men wouldn't tell the truth at all and would subconsciously conceal their first love.

It seemed that sophistry was a skill they were born with, and no matter how many times they were asked, they would insist on their answer.