At the age of thirteen, Ashley secretly fell in love with a man. The man looks cold and lazy, talks like a bad-boy, often comes to her house and spends an afternoon playing games in her brother's room. Seeing Ashley come in to deliver some snacks, he would raise his eyelids carelessly, smiling like a tempting devil, "Kiddo, what's the matter with you? You always blush when you see me. "

Couldn't Hide the Feelings

His breath was warm and sprayed in her ears, itching and numb. 


His tone was with a bit of teasing, particularly indecent. 


Most of Ashley's emotions dissipated in an instant. She raised her eyes and stared at him in silence. 


"Why don't you speak?" Jacob straightened up, chuckled, and admitted voluntarily, "All right, I know I’m an old-fashioned guy." 


Hearing this, Ashley straightened the corners of her mouth for a few seconds, and this time she couldn't help laughing, "Don't you admit it?" 


Jacob raised his eyebrows slightly. "Well, I surely am." 


Ashley sniffed but didn't attack him. "It's okay." 


She lowered her eyes, looked at the black wallet in her hand, and handed it back to him. "Take it back." 


Jacob did not answer, but put the card on his hand into his pocket, "I will not return this." 


Ashley whispered, "I didn't ask you to return it." 


That Asshole Jacob