My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

With his head thrown off to one side from being slapped, Kyson slowly turned his gaze towards her with a smile that held a hint of anger.

“Me? A lecher? I was merely giving you artificial respiration!”

Zoe retorted, “Who said you could give me an artificial respiration?”

Kyson let out a derisive snort, saying, “Madam, spend too long without air, and you’ll start talking nonsense. Is that what you’re aiming for?”

“No! Hold on! Did you call me ‘madam’? Can’t you just say ‘Miss’?”

“What’s wrong with it?”

The two flawlessly delivered their lines as per the script.

off the vibe of a youthful love drama,

pleased and instructed them

you. Your acting was perfect. Especially that slap from the lady. It must have stung

and

it coming that the seemingly gentle girl would deliver such a

giving her artificial respiration earlier, you put your thumb on her lips. It’s not the best move. You can’t pull that

highlighted this misstep

Zoe shot a

odd when he kissed

didn’t lock lips

her first kiss was still