It was somehow quiet as if there was only the sound of Jeanne's heart beating.
She closed her eyes tightly and took the initiative to deepen the kiss.
There was no harm anyway.
After a long time, Jeanne and Edward let go of each other.
The room was still very quiet.
Jeanne rested her hands on the headboard of the bed and maintained some distance from Fourth Master Swan even though they had stopped kissing.
She saw that Fourth Master Swan's lips were stained with a sparkling luster.
Jeanne asked, "Fourth Master, can you return the phone to me now?"
"Yes," Fourth Master Swan replied.
It was just a simple word, but Jeanne picked up a hint of hoarseness in his voice.
It was as if he was enduring something.
Jeanne stretched out her hand again and grabbed Fourth Master Swan's hand. Then, she gently opened his slender fingers and took her phone back.
