His Cotton Doll Lover

11

I didn't expect that Kent would just act as his words showed. He clearly remembered what the director once criticized me. He even allayed my confusion with a few words.

I suddenly thought of the popular story before.

A straight-A boy invited a girl to a room. When the girl went there, she found that the boy was just to solve her problems in studying.

God! Did I wrong Kent?

"Don't you understand?"

Kent's voice suddenly appeared. When I was about to ask him what he said just now, my wrist was pulled by him, and the script that I was holding tightly fell to the ground.

But I had no time to care about that script.

Not knowing when, Kent had already held me in his arms, with the tip of his nose against mine. His eyes were filled with a layer of lust.

I wanted to push him away, but I saw despair and sadness in his eyes.

I was shocked.

All of a sudden, a hand blocked my sight. I had been touched by it many times in the nights these days, so I knew that it was Kent's.