With a towel in hand, Hilla carefully wiped away the blood coming out of his nose.
She could not help but grumble in her heart.
If this happened a few more times, instead of being stimulated to recover, Bruce would be over-stimulated to death!
"I'm so sorry. It wasn't intentional," said Hilla softly as she cleaned Bruce's face thoroughly.
She knew that the person could not blame her, yet she still felt guilty.
"I've already apologized. You're a grown man, so you can't be petty and blame me. If you're not saying anything, I'm treating it as you accepting my apology."
After saying that, she felt less guilty. She propped her chin on her hand and smiled. She said, "The things I said earlier was just to get you riled up. In the end, I still think that you're more handsome.
"Aren't you touched?"
Hilla blinked and suddenly, a naughty smile appeared on her face.
