ALL of a sudden, Camila came up with an idea.

“Aldrin, come here." Aldrin approached her and joked, "You're not going to sleep here with me, are you?"

Camila frowned at this. She was not in the mood to kid around. "I need you to pretend that we're having a fight. Make yourself look like you want to badly hit me—"

“What are you talking about Aldrin cried. His face turned white as a sheet.

“How could I hit you?!