Not Suitable

Blake had come over while crying out in alarm and she was still half asleep when he hugged her. Her eyes were filled with tears and her lips were trembling as she kept on mumbling to herself, her thin pajamas were already soaked in a cold sweat.

He held her pale little face and used his long fingers to wipe away the tears on her cheeks. Afterwards, he put his fingertips into her mouth and tasted the salty taste. "Avery, this is the last time you cry for another man. From today onwards, you can only cry for me."

The tip of his nose was pressed against hers, and his thin lips pecked at her soft lips. Avery had not been able to sleep soundly in the first place, but she woke up immediately after being kissed like this.

Avery realized that she was currently being embraced and kissed by Blake, and hurriedly pushed him away in panic. She retreated to the corner of the bed. "What are you trying to do?"

"You just had a nightmare." Blake stretched out his arms and pulled her back into his embra