Chapter 170 Confession

He looked down at her face and leaned down to plant a kiss on her forehead. There was a subtle scent coming from her that stimulated his senses. He just looked at her until she finally slept and woke up. It was already one in the morning. Sherry slowly opened her eyes. Her watery eyes were as cool as a clear spring, with beautiful ripples floating gently, and her thick lashes were as delicate as a butterfly's feathers. As she breathed, her eyelashes trembled gently. When she opened her eyes, she met his handsome face and deep eyes. He kept looking at her with a doting look. She seemed startled, and then shyness colored her cheeks. "Why aren't you sleeping?" "I was watching you!" He whispered. "What are you looking at me for?" She asked shyly. "Aren’t you tired?" She was even more embarrassed after the question. He'd been "exercising" hard all day. How could he not be tired? But how could he be so fit and energetic? "I was afraid you'd disappeared!" His handsome face came closer