Staring at the face in front of her, a face that could make countless women intoxicated and scream, Mabel Quinn couldn't help but fall into contemplation.
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Mabel Quinn didn't know how long she had stared at Kyle Kinston's face before she fell asleep. When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a somewhat unfamiliar ceiling, and when she naturally turned her head to the side, she saw Kyle Kinston's face.
His sleeping face, with closed eyes, was so beautiful. For a moment, Mabel felt as if she were looking at the male lead on those movie posters, as if this man carried a sigh-inducing story, as if he were waiting for someone to reach out to him.
She couldn't help but extend her hand to touch his cheek, feeling a warm heat in her palm, which was his warmth.
Hmm, the skin texture feels nice.
At this moment, Mabel's mind was still in a daze from just waking up, acting almost on instinct.
