CHAPTER 545: CHAPTER 545: DOES YOUR GRANDMA COMFORT YOU WITH A KISS TOO?

Isn’t that right? Those little pecks just now, you couldn’t really call them kisses, could you?

Seeing Victor Bennett’s embarrassed face, Joanna Ramsey was stunned for a moment and blurted out.

"Could it be that you don’t know how to kiss?"

To Victor Bennett, this question was utterly humiliating!

"Nonsense, it’s just kissing, who wouldn’t know how!"

Joanna Ramsey was startled by his loud voice, shrank her neck, and pouted, looking as if she was about to cry.

Seeing this, Victor Bennett immediately softened, but his heart felt rather aggrieved.

Why on earth did he kiss Joanna Ramsey just now? He must’ve been out of his mind to kiss this silly girl.

But...

He glanced at Joanna Ramsey’s slightly pouting pink lips, losing focus for a moment.

Joanna Ramsey’s lips seemed quite sweet, and, well, kissing them felt pretty good.

Noticing Victor Bennett staring at her lips, Joanna Ramsey paused, then angrily widened her eyes.

"Victor Bennett, you’re still looking! Are you trying to take advantage of me?"

Hearing this, Victor Bennett’s ears turned red, and he quickly averted his gaze.

"What are you talking about? Who wants to take advantage of you? You’re flat both front and back, what’s there to take?"

This remark immediately fueled Joanna Ramsey’s anger, almost making her jump up.

"Victor Bennett, you jerk! I’m curvy, your eyes must be blind if you can fancy Fiona Grantham, that old hag! You must have dung in your eyes!!"

"Joanna Ramsey, you’re too much! Talk about me if you want, why drag Phoebe into it? Besides, Phoebe is way prettier than you, with a better figure too. Unlike you, a flat little bean."

Being compared unfavorably to Fiona Grantham, Joanna Ramsey exploded. She picked up the pillow beside her and threw it at Victor Bennett.

"So what if I’m a bean? That’s still better than you liking that big cow!!"

This "big cow" comment made Victor Bennett’s face flush like it was on fire.

Just as Joanna Ramsey was about to continue her rant, a loud thunder outside startled her into a scream. She accidentally flung the pillow away and instinctively leaped into Victor Bennett’s arms, trembling with fright.

Holding the little figure in his arms, Victor Bennett was initially going to mock her, but seeing how genuinely scared she was, he couldn’t bring himself to say anything.

He raised his hand to pat her back, looking at the window with an annoyed expression.

"Why does this thunderstorm never end? The heavens must be tired, too, a couple strikes should do, enough already."

The complaining tone made Joanna Ramsey murmur softly.

"Complaining about the heavens during a thunderstorm is asking to be struck by lightning."

Victor Bennett: "..."

With the rumbling thunder outside, Victor Bennett held onto Joanna Ramsey, not daring to let go.

Looking down at the person in his embrace, her eyelashes fluttered like little fans, still adorned with fine droplets, and her nose was rosy.

So cute, so endearing.

His gaze traveled down to those adorable, pouting red lips, and he couldn’t bear to look away.

His mind kept replaying the feeling of kissing her just moments ago.

Truly, it was rather nice...

For a while, Victor Bennett found himself entranced, suddenly bending down to plant a kiss on those lips.

He kissed Joanna Ramsey into a daze, causing her to stare at him with wide, glistening eyes.

"You kissed me again?"

Hearing her words, Victor Bennett felt a bit awkward; he didn’t really know why, one look and he just went for it.

"It’s not—it’s not comforting you? When I was scared of thunder as a kid, my grandma would kiss me too."

Victor Bennett said with perfect conviction.

Joanna Ramsey puffed out her cheeks, angrily asking, "Did your grandma comfort you by kissing your lips too?"