Smart as Darren was, he soon realized that he might have wronged the little woman in front of him.
He opened a few pages of the most impressive chapter and had a general glance at it. The porn scene in it had indeed been completely deleted. It described more about the character's dressing, appearance, and mentality.
At this moment, he finally realized what generation gap was! It should be the same as he and Christine, or he and that woman!
Fortunately, Christine was not the kind of person who admires vanity. Moreover, all the virginity was handed over to him, not to other men.
He repeated the name, Christine, in his heart over and over again, as if he was calling another person's name through the name, Christine.
That's right. After all, these two people's names were so similar. Sometimes he couldn't even distinguish it clearly! Fortunately, he didn't talk much with her. He was only passionate about her in bed.
"Oh, I'm so thirsty." In a daze, Christine groaned in her dream. The feeling of thirst made her feel very uncomfortable, but she was too lazy to move. She would rather endure the thirst and lie on the bed.
Darren helplessly put the book in his hand on the bedside table, stood up and poured a glass of water for Christine. Then he carried Christine, who was lazily lying in the quilt, into his arms. He gently patted her on the face and saw her open her eyes a little. Then he handed the glass to her lips.
In a daze, Christine felt that she was held in the arms of Darren. She thought she was dreaming. She didn't gradually wake up until the warm glass was against her lips and the hot tea flowed into her mouth.
"Darren? You're back?" Feeling that her little body was surrounded by Darren, she felt sweet and happy.
"Okay." Darren stroked her silky hair gently with unprecedented tenderness in his eyes.