Quill suddenly kissed her.

The entire world went silent.

The only sound remaining was their emotional heartbeats.

Thump...

Vera felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest. Her hands were well above her head; even her fingertips were trembling uncontrollably.

She was the one who spoke so boldly and provoked him in the first place.

It was too late to be afraid. Although Vera was afraid, she didn't regret it at all.

Perhaps because of the drug, Quill's lips were so hot they were nearly burning Vera. At first, she was a little nervous, but she gradually closed her eyes under Quill's guidance.

His kiss was like fire, branded on Vera's lips, forehead, nose, chin, neck...

The atmosphere elevated gradually.

The heat spread from her neck to her shoulder.

Just when Vera thought everything would go according to plan and develop smoothly, her body suddenly became light, and all of Quill's touch and warmth disappeared. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Quill pulling a quilt over her body.

Huh?

Vera didn't know what was going on and looked at him in confusion.

"What... what are you doing?"

Quill glanced at her and saw that her eyebrows were as thin as silk, her lips were glowing, and there were traces of his marks on her pale neck. Quill felt irritated suddenly.

He was obviously able to restrain himself very well earlier, but it was completely ruined by her words and subtle actions.

Quill stared at her for a long time. His lips were tightly pursed into a straight line; it could be seen that he was enduring it painfully.

"Silly girl, we can't do it now."

"No? What do you mean?" Vera did not understand, but it was obvious he wouldn't continue. She subconsciously wanted to lift the quilt, but Quill seemed to have foreseen it. He rolled her up with the quilt right away, like a burrito.

Vera was speechless.

"Stay here. I'm claiming the bathroom tonight."

After that, Quill got up and left, leaving Vera alone in shock for a long time. When she came to herself, she heard the bathroom door slammed shut, and it was locked.

Only then did she finally realize something. She wanted to get up, but she was wrapped in the quilt. She had no choice but to roll around before coming out from the quilt.

She rushed to the bathroom hurriedly. After a few steps, she found that her shirt was up, even her bra was unfastened.

Thinking of what had just happened, Vera's face turned red. She quickly fixed her clothes and walked toward the bathroom.

She turned the doorknob and found that it was locked. She could hear the sound of water flowing coming from the bathroom.

Vera slammed on the door and shouted, "Come out. I said I was willing. What in the world are you concerned about? I don't even mind, and I'm a girl. How can a man like you be so cowardly? Quill Hanover, open the door!"

Only the sound of water responded to her.

Vera was livid. Her face was pink due to embarrassment, but more of anger.

They had already done it halfway, but he suddenly stopped. He would rather hide in the bathroom and take a cold shower; he wouldn't do it no matter what.

Although she had never experienced it, she knew about it.

He was still able to control himself, even at a time like his.

At the thought of him enduring the pain while showering inside, Vera's heart ached as she cried and slammed on the door.

"Open the door. Say something. Answer my questions. Why in the hell can't we do it now? I don't mind at all, and yet you care so much... Do you have problems of your own..." Toward the end of her words, Vera spoke with a faint sob.

Suddenly, the sound of water flowing in the bathroom stopped.

Because Vera was anxious, tears were flowing down her cheeks. Just as she was about to slam on the door and speak again, the bathroom door opened.

The moment the door opened, Vera threw herself at Quill and hugged him without a care.

Before Quill could wipe the water off his body, Vera had thrown herself into his arms, making him at a loss for what to do.

As she hugged him, she saw him

raising his arm, and she hugged him

even tighter. She said in a muffled

voice, "Quill, if you dare to push me away again tonight, I'll leave the room immediately, and you'll regret it!

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Quill's hand stopped mid-air just like that. After a while, he rested his hand on the top of her head and ruffled it gently.

"You only know how to threaten me." His voice was beyond hoarse, with a hint of helplessness and tiredness. "Where can you go in the middle of the night?"

Vera snorted and muttered, "Why do you care? If you don't want me, then where I go has nothing to do with you."

Quill was even more helpless. "When did I say I don't want you? What have you been thinking all day?"

"If you want me, you wouldn't push me away at a time like this and ignore me." While talking, Vera raised her head and looked up at Quill. "Tell me the truth, do you have any hidden illness?" Quill's eyebrows twitched a little as he looked at his girl speechlessly.

He just felt that it would be unfair to her in such a situation, but she let her imaginations run wild. She even thought that he had a hidden illness.

Quill reached out and pinched her cheek heavily.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you really want your boyfriend to have a hidden illness?"

Vera's cheek hurt a little from being pinched. She subconsciously wrinkled her nose and said, "If you don't have any hidden illness, why don't you continue?" "Honestly, you..."

Quill sighed helplessly. He leaned over and hugged her shoulders, with a deep sense of powerlessness in his tone.

"We don't have a justifiable reason, let alone the certificate. How can we do it?"

"Huh?"

Vera didn't understand his words at first, but she knew what he meant after some thought. Her face turned red immediately and said a shocking statement. "I-Is this... Are you proposing?"

Quill was taken aback. He couldn't help laughing. Her train of thought sure was different from others. However, he did have that intention He was not someone easily moved by emotions; he would not change his decision once he made up his mind. Otherwise, he would have already done something early on; it was that his feelings were out of his control much later. He made another decision at the same time he decided to be with her.

As soon as Vera finished her words, she realized how stupid her question was. It was obvious that he just said it casually and did not mean to propose to her, but she misunderstood his words. "How embarrassing! How shameful!" She thought.

Vera bit her lower lip and said, "S- Sorry... I misunderstood your words, I..."

"Dummy, how can this count as a proposal?" Quilt gently held the back of her neck his voice still deep and hoarse. Quill had only ever loved this girl in his life. If he proposed to her at this time and place, wouldn't he be letting her suffer a grievance? A proposal was an important matter. It would at least require a grand ceremony and careful preparation.

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