Scarlett looked at him with a slightly raised eyebrow. Obviously, she was making fun of him.
Raymond looked at the smile on Scarlett's face and smiled as well. "Yeah."
He replied and slightly tightened his grip on Scarlett's waist. He then lowered his head and rested his forehead against hers. His thin lips were so close to Scarlett's red lips.
They were so close that Scarlett could feel Raymond's warm breath on her face.
Scarlett could not help gasping.
She raised her eyes. "You want to kiss me, huh?" "Yeah."
Raymond lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.
Scarlett stepped back. "No, I don't take any clothes.”
Raymond heard her words and looked up at her. His dark eyes were still full of lust, which made Scarlett unable to take her eyes off him.
Scarlett's heart thumped and her body seemed to be on fire.
She hurriedly looked away and wrapped her arms around Raymond's waist. She leaned against his shoulders and gazed vacantly into space.
The room was quiet. Scarlett could only hear her and Raymond's breath sounds.
It took about two minutes before Raymond pushed Scarlett's body gently and let her face him. "Didn't you bring afternoon tea?"
Scarlett glanced at him. "Do you drink black tea?"
The afternoon tea provided by the cafe of the hotel was French dessert which was too sweet. Raymond did not like sweet food, so Scarlett took away black tea specially.
"I will drink whatever you bring me."
Hearing Scarlett's words, Raymond raised his eyebrows "No."
As he said, he reached out to pick up the black tea on the table and took a sip.
It didn't taste very good either, but it was brought by Scarlett.
Thinking about it, Raymond swallowed the black tea anyway.
Scarlett noticed Raymond's expression just now. She directly reached out and snatched that cup of black tea from his hand. "This black tea does not taste good. It's okay if you don't like it."
Scarlett said and threw the black tea into the wastebasket aside.
Raymond watched and did not stop her. The black tea was really very bad.
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