Chapter 8 You Like Alston

"Get off my lap!" She looked up and met his indifferent eyes. "It's just a play in front of Cherry. You take it seriously?" Looking at Alston's cold and heartless eyes, Cynthia suddenly felt sad. The instant affection for him had to be hidden. She hurriedly got up to her feet. Remembering that Alston's legs didn't recover, she was afraid she had hurt him again, so she squatted down to rub his legs gently. Alston already had some discomposure, and now his thigh was massaged and rubbed by her slender fingers, which made him feel stranger. He subconsciously pushed Cynthia away but didn't expect his strength wasn't well controlled. She suddenly sat down on the ground. Cynthia felt hurt because she thought Alston was not willing to let her touch him. Looking at her reddened eyes, Alston pressed his lips, but he didn't explain anything. "Push me back!" he said coldly. When eat