Chapter 1258 So Immature

• Toby put his hands on his legs. The air he carried and the way he posed himself made him look like an aristocrat who came straight from the medieval era. Handsome and elegant. "If you feel for me, then—"
• Sonia could guess what he wanted to say. She quickly glanced at Tom and interrupted shyly, "Don't even think about it."
• Oh, she's embarrassed. A smile flashed in his eyes. "I was going to say massage my temples. I need to get their shouts out of my head, you know. Nothing else. You didn't have to cut me off." He commented, faking grievance.