Finn looked straight at her and felt her little hand.
Then, Monica smiled cunningly. “Okay. I believe you.”
Finn had a feeling that one day, Monica would kill him. However, he took a deep breath, quietly regulating his emotions and allowing his body to relax.
“Get me a glass of water,” Finn suddenly said.
At that moment, Monica was lying in Finn’s arms. She kept looking at her hand and palm…
“Monica!” Finn’s voice was so loud that it frightened Monica.
Why was the man throwing a tantrum?
She turned to look at him. “What’s wrong?”
“Are your hands that good-looking?” Finn was visibly in a bad mood.
He was suffering, yet she could still take it easy.
“Don’t you think they’re good-looking?” Monica deliberately showed her hands to Finn.
Disgust was written on Finn’s face.
“Finn, you’ll fall in love with it one day.” Monica smiled cunningly.
Finn rolled his eyes at Monica.
Sometimes, Monica could be too overconfident.
He said, “Get a glass of water for me.”
“Do you want to suppress the essence?” Monica smiled.
On the other hand, Finn glared at Monica.
Monica moved closer to Finn’s ear and whispered, “When I say ‘essence’, I mean…”
Finn’s face immediately turned red. He thought, ‘Monica is full of sh*t.’
When Monica saw Finn’s expression, she felt a sense of accomplishment. Hence, she got off the bed and poured Finn a glass of water.
“I want it cold,” Finn reminded her.
Monica limped to the fridge and found an ice cube.
After that, she handed the glass to Finn. “Here’s something to suppress the fire in you.”
Finn did not want to think about the hidden meaning in Monica’s words anymore and finished a glass of water in two or three gulps.
“Do you want more?”
“No.”
“Then… Let’s go back to sleep.”
“Stay away from me.” Finn rejected Monica’s approach.
Monica pursed her lips, feeling a little upset, and she looked as if she had suffered a grievance.
Finn looked at Monica and compromised. “You can come to bed, but you can’t come near me.”