"Chapter 1398
The next instant, the man's tall figure blocked the dark green garbage can, occupying her entire field of vision.
"Worried about me?" He asked outright.
Layla Lowell's head hung low as she stared at her shoes.
"You're overthinking things. I came here to enjoy the show, that's all." Her voice grew softer and softer.
She heard a sigh of frustration from the man, and then he stepped back, suddenly bent over, and locked eyes with her.
His eyes were as deep as the ocean, and his gaze shone like a moonlit sea, shimmering and tender.
"A woman who says one thing but means another isn't cute at all," he shook his head slightly, a faint smile curled up at the corners of his lips, as if helpless.
Before Layla Lowell could digest his words, she looked up and saw his face, close as ever.
For a moment, she thought he was going to kiss her.
It was eventually just a misconception.
"Little Girl, want to go drinking with me?" He asked.