After a pause, he asked, "Can you... love me a little more?"
"Then what should I do to show that I have loved you a little more?" Myra asked with a smile.
Kian lifted the corner of his mouth and looked down at her, with bewitchment in his eyes.
By instinct, Myra quickly understood what he meant.
She suddenly blushed, "Then... When no one is around..."
Kian raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Really?"
"Yes!" Myra said seriously.
It was just a kiss, and it wouldn't be difficult.
Kian nodded, "That's great. I'll wait for you to take the i
s a neat freak and probably wouldn't like others to touch the woman he liked. Therefore, he didn't need her to hold his arms even in such an occasion. He didn't want to make her tired and be blamed by his son, so he found a bench and sat with Myra.
With his legs crossed, Henson put one of his arms on the armrest. His upper body was straight, looking very imposing.
Sitting next to him, Myra didn't feel surprised the way she felt when she saw Annie, but a little uneasy.
Looking at the surrounding scenery, Henson said first, "I have to thank you."