That day, after finishing dinner at the Western restaurant, Edward Stephens drove her home.
The car slowly stopped in front of her house, Edward opened the door and said to her, "Go ahead."
Daisy Ginger glanced at his face and pouted, "Remember to think of me when you get back."
Edward lifted his chin, "Get out quickly."
"Then give me a kiss."
Even getting out of the car is troublesome. Edward clicked his tongue lightly.
Daisy saw his impatience, reached out to hug his neck, leaned in, and warned, "No rolling your eyes."
Edward paused, and upon hearing her words, finally smiled, lazily leaning back in the seat, looking at Daisy, "Are you getting out or not?"
Daisy looked at him, blinked innocently, "One kiss and I'll get out."
Edward was unmoved.
Daisy, seeing him act this way, lowered her head and gently bit his lower lip.
Then she lifted her head and looked at him.
Her expression was slightly smug, as if to say, what can you do about me?
