"Are you kissing her or not?"
Taotie glared at Tom and demanded.
"I…"
"This…"
Tom was at a loss for words.
He seemed a bit flustered and awkward.
Like a shy little boy.
Taotie rolled his eyes. "I say, Old Tom, aren't you foreigners generally pretty open? Why are you acting so coy when asked to kiss Princess Your Highness? You're squirming like a little girl."
Taotie's words were truly sharp.
Straight to the point, leaving no mercy.
Tom was rendered speechless, unable to find a rebuttal.
After stammering for some time, Tom finally stuttered, "I've always kept myself pure…"
"I've never even had a girlfriend before…"
As he said this, Tom blushed.
And lowered his head bashfully.
Taotie was so stupefied he was slack-jawed.
He stared at Tom like he'd seen a ghost.
As if he'd encountered an alien.
Mantis instinctively licked his lips.
The look he gave Tom flickered with light.
And there was faint excitement.
It was like...
