Chapter 33

"Alena, I worked so hard to send you back. Shouldn't you send me a goodnight kiss?" Waylon Gray's voice was a little aggrieved.

With that, Alena Wright frowned lightly and thought that Waylon Gray was indeed a scumbag. Whenever he gets an opportunity, he always thinks about taking advantage of the situation.

"What if I don't want to?" Alena deliberately asked. Her voice sounded indifferent.

The corners of Waylon's mouth showed a little bit of his devilish side. His eyes were hooked, and he approached her slightly, "Then we will do it here. Anyway, I have a lot of time to do so."

Alena bit her lip lightly, not wanting to compromise like this.

She sat quietly and maintained her position, silently refusing. But she was a little worried, too. After all, Waylon's method was placed there.

Sure enough, things were just as she expected. He leaned over, cupped her cheeks with his both hands, and looked at her intimately, "Alena, if you are shy,