Chapter 115. You’ve Forgiven Me?

Penelope also wanted to take care of his feelings. After all, it wasn't easy for him to come up with such an idea.

Penelope took the initiative and kissed his lips, saying, "You've forgiven me, haven't you?"

"For which time are you asking?" He tried to sound aloof.

"Have I made you angry many times?" Penelope whispered, moving closer to him.

Warren quickly retorted, wearing a composed expression as he said, "Just ten minutes ago, you were being quite flirty with a lot of guys in the hall."

Penelope felt like an arrow had pierced her chest. "That was for the stage effect, not flirting..."

His hand slowly caressed her breast, and he stepped closer, pinning her firmly between himself and the tree trunk.

The air grew thinner as she looked up, allowing him to kiss her neck. Her clothes on the left shoulder slipped down, revealing most of her body.

"Are you out of your mind?" She couldn't help but exclaim.

He shifted slight