Turstin Muller's lips left Valentine Teller's forehead, releasing her hand, and both hands lifted, intending to remove those bothersome glasses from her face.
Let him take a good look at her; a girl with such clear eyes must also be pretty and charming.
His hand touched the glasses, and Valentine panicked, quickly brushing his hand away to protect the glasses.
She protected her glasses, and the glasses protected her, allowing her to have fewer troubles and live more comfortably.
"Take off the glasses and let me see." His voice was so gentle, giving a sense of trustworthiness.
"No, once I take off the glasses, I can't see anything." Valentine turned her head away, firmly refusing to take them off.
"It won't take long, I just want a glance." As he spoke, his hand reached out; the more she refused, the more he wanted to see.
Even if he had to snatch them, he would take off her glasses.
