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“Show me.” Baron Lawrence didn’t hesitate; his rosy lips touched each other as his gaze locked onto her face. “Enna Clark, show me, and I’ll believe you!”
She had thought of millions of ways to prove it, but she hadn’t expected this kind of proof.
How could she show him that she liked him?
Liking someone was a feeling, not an action. If it were like eating, and she could prove it by eating more, she wouldn’t mind eating more to show him. But how could she show that she liked him?
Should she take her heart out and let him see if she liked him or not?
Enna took a deep breath. Even if she had the courage to take her heart out and prove that she liked him, the extracted heart would only show its beating, and it wouldn’t show whether she liked him or not. So, even if she took her heart out, it wouldn’t prove anything, right?
So how could she show him that she liked him?
Enna was truly stumped by his request.
She never knew that proving her liking for someone was so difficult, as challenging as ascending to the heavens.
She had always thought that when you liked someone, all you had to do was like them, and the other person would feel it. There would be telepathy between the two, no need to say anything, and they would understand. But it seemed that she was too naïve in her thinking – at least, that telepathy didn’t work with Baron Lawrence.
He hadn’t felt her liking for him at all.
So what should she do to let him feel her liking for him? Words would definitely be useless, as she had just said, and he didn’t believe her.
But how about actions?
What kind of actions?
Enna’s head was spinning. She had never encountered such a difficult problem that rendered her completely powerless. Suddenly, it seemed as if she had thought of a solution; she bit her lower lip, mustered her courage, and walked towards him.
Baron Lawrence had been watching her reaction closely, seeing her dumbfounded by his request, stunning her for a long time without a response. His heart was already in excruciating pain, like being stabbed by countless knives, causing him to suffocate and nearly lose control.
At the same time, he was ridiculing himself for his previous actions of being overly enthusiastic.
Just as he was struggling with whether he should stay here and completely lose control or restrain himself and walk away to calm down, Enna walked up to him, her face suddenly flushed red, grabbing his arm and whispered like a mosquito, “Baron Lawrence, lower your head; I can’t reach.”
His rational mind was still thinking about the meaning of her words, but his body annoyingly obeyed and lowered his head.
Enna looked at the handsome face enlarged in front of her, suddenly tiptoed, and gave him a sudden kiss.
Her kiss was like a dragonfly skimming the water, with a sense of exploration and shyness, a purely feather-like kiss, just lips touching lips, not even a real kiss in the true sense.
However, it was such a light and innocent kiss that gave Baron Lawrence an electrifying sensation.
Her soft lips carried Enna’s unique fragrance, and in an instant, he was damnedly lost!
An indescribable feeling filled his heart.
His spine stiffened, unable to respond.
Was he not going to respond?
Enna felt extremely embarrassed; she pressed her lips on his for a moment and quickly pulled back, but her bright eyes looked firmly at him as she repeated, “Baron Lawrence, I like you. That was my proof just now. I don’t know if it can prove anything, but I know that I like you.”