Anne said nonchalantly as her eyes swept over the ten interlocking hands.

"You are rich, but your money is not in my pocket! I haven't had a bite of your meal, I haven't sipped your milk, I haven't wear a strip of your cloth...your money has nothing to do with me, please be respectful and let go of my hand, and we're not that close!"

We didn't know each other that well...

No, we knew each other well!

She didn't eat his food, drink his milk, or wear his cloth, but she got into his bed and ate his...

You were a smart-ass, a prick!

Difficult prick, he loved it!

"Stop fooling yourself, you've already fallen in love with me, haven't you?"

"You." Anne was angry. How could she fall in love with him?

"I'd rather love a dog."

A dog?

You were an insensitive woman!

Allen's lips pursed into a thin line, and his cold eyes locked the woman's small face, like a dormant tiger locking breakfast, it was dangerous to the extreme.

He tasted rejection for the first time; he fell in love with someone passionately, and he showed his love but was told that he was not as noble as a dog.

Dignity shattered to the ground and seemed defeated.

However, the word "failure" was never in his dictionary.

Begging, pleasing, pandering, pleasing...none of was is in his dictionary, and all he had in his dictionary was "I command, you obey, domineering, powerful...and, of course, bloodthirsty and cruel."

Soft didn't work, get hard.

Allen let go of her hand and stood up, looking down at her with disdainful eyes.

"You must be the master's woman!"

The appearance of gentleman was quickly torn off and the professor turned rogue for a second, his tone was domineering and arrogant.

He would have liked to melt the ice slowly into the water, but the woman wouldn't give it a chance and he had to give up the pedantic approach for a quick and effective approach.

"Huh. You are not qualified enough to be a master, you are an uncle at most at your age. The uncle should find an aunt to be his wife, and a nineteen-year-old girl like me who looks as beautiful as a flower needs a young teenager to be a husband!"

Anne was thoroughly enraged, she was sneering and obstinate.

She had no choice when she was bullied by her family because she grew up eating her family's food?

But no one else could treat her like a toy. No matter how rich Allen was, it had nothing to do with her, and she had never eaten or drank a sip of his milk.......

Allen smiled coldly, uncle? A pretty little girl?

It was a disdain to his age!

However, it was perfectly fine to be a baby mom at 19.

Besides, the little woman's angry soulful appearance was just too cute, soulful, and pretty, it made his heart tingle.

"Huh......."

Allen smiled strangely and laughed magnificently, but his eyes were overflowing with dangerous coldness and bloodthirst.

"Professor, you......."

Anne was shocked by this secret laugh, it was so scary.

"You know full well that I'm not a real professor and don't want to take any classes at all!"

Allen's voice surrounded like a magic barrier, and his eyes were deep and cold, he was powerful, overbearing and dangerous.

He wasn't a professor.

He was the overlord of the business world and the lord of the heyday, and he was a fearsome crouching tiger and a fierce beast with ruthless methods, and he was the richest man.

When a figure like him made a gesture to a woman, the woman should be, winding up like a vine and fluttering around like a butterfly.

However, this little woman neither flattered nor circled, and she was not afraid of him, the ignorant had no fear.

Damn it!

She had to force him to do something real.

"Since you're not a professor, that's fine, I do not need to respect you! There's an old score to settle! How do you explain that 10,000-word homework and yesterday's wolf-proofing lesson?"

Anne looked at him angrily. She struggled to stand up for the sake of equal conversation.

Probably because of sitting on the ground for a long time, when she reached halfway, her legs suddenly went weak and she fell hard.

Out of instinct, she tugged at Allen's clothes like a shot.

Unexpected things had happened.

Allen's pants were pulled down hard, and the scene was so......

A frightening stream of air rushed up to Anne's brain, and she panicked and crawled up again, with one careless movement, the top of her head hit the man's abdomen.

"Ugh!"

Allen grunted in pain, and his voice sounded meaningful, followed by an intake of cold breath, it did seem quite painful.

How did that happen?

Anne was shy and angry, her face was as red as an apple and her ears were hot.

The first reaction at this point was to struggle and try to get up again.

Tragedy struck again, as it turned out that it was unable to stand up when the legs were numb, and her head hit him again, which was even harder than before.

Allen shivered and tensed his jawline, and he closed his eyes painfully, and seeing that Anne was about to get up again, he reached out and held her head down, and he stopped her urgently.

"Don't move, I'm dead if you move again!"

"......."

She blushed like a branding iron, and her mind went blank, she did not understand what she was doing by bumping into people repeatedly, it was too humiliating and shameless, she wanted to just die.

She reached out her tongue again to cross her lips in an attempt to relieve the pressure from the tension, and she kissed him accidentally.

"Swoon!"

Allen yelled softly, and then he said, "You are a woman say yes and mean no, and you are not distinguishing between occasions! It's on the main road, can you hold back a little??"

Anne: "......."

She was unconscious, because the tip of her tongue crossing her lips was her way of relieving stress, it was an unconscious action.

She had consulted a psychiatrist and it was a result of her not having breast milk as a toddler, not having her lip period satisfied, and so she developed the unconscious habit of licking her lips.

"Is that enough lying down, get up!"

She was still stunned when the man bent down; his slender hands put under her armpits and lifted her, and then he set her aside and straightened his pants.

"What are you doing taking off my pants?"

Allen teasingly stared at Anne and said wickedly.

"Explain."

This woman was either pulling his towel or his pants, they were fated, enemies.

It was a good thing the road was secluded and no one passed by, or his perfect male pride would have been exposed.

"A, accident......" Anne said stammering.

"Huh? Accident, once it was an accident, the second time it wasn't, you made it several times!" Allen said forcefully.

Anne's face turned red, her hand blocked her forehead and she said sadly, "What kind of mentality is it that you wear pants without a belt?"

"Is it my fault? These are the latest AMI custom pants that fit my body type, without the belt of course! Plus, I'm in perfect shape, and I have extreme self-restraint, I won't indulge myself with a big belly, so I don't need a belt to help tie my pants around my belly!"

The explanations were reasonable and well-reasoned.

All of it, it was her fault.