Aracely curled her lips. "You fell in love with me merely due to my smile. It turns out that you were attracted by my appearance. I didn't know you were this shallow."
Winston did not mention what he had experienced before he went to the Tarleton's home. He replied, "It seems that you are right."
With a snort, Aracely said, "I am right."
Winston smiled and rubbed the top of her head.
They hugged each other and enjoyed the peace. Suddenly, Aracely poked Winston in the waist with her hand.
"What's wrong?" Winston asked.
Aracely lowered her voice and said shyly, "Isn't it time for us to be more intimate with each other?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Winston understood what she meant.
Aracely's mind had been severely polluted by those movies or books with erotic descriptions since high school. What was more, she liked to share her feelings with Anaya.
She must have been dirty-minded when she asked the question.