Chapter 140

"Waylon, what's the matter with you? Don't be like that anymore, okay?" The last word of grace is picked up, with unconcealed coquetry and weakness.

She buried her head on his chest and rubbed it like a kitten, purring softly. In an innocent and pitiful tone, she grabbed his face and made him look at her straight in the eye. "If you are unhappy, tell me. We should share each other's burden than you take it alone."

The stubble on the quiet man's chin makes her cheeks itchy. Alena moved and slightly raised her head as she kissed his lips.

In the next second, Waylon became froze on his spot. He suddenly turned his head to avoid her kiss and the irritability that flashed through his eyes wasn't vague but obvious.

"Don't make trouble." These three words were repeated but the tone is obviously displeased and even with a hint of warning.

Alena was stunned for a few seconds and suddenly felt that Waylon's anger might be because of her. She was about t