99 Bloody Lashes And A Bullet To His Hear novel Chapter 110

He was 188 cm tall, and the clothes were still too big on me.

Seeing me come out of the bathroom wearing his clothes, an indescribable fealing welled up inside him.

Tristan’s eyes were filled with amusement, and he closed the book and put it aside, indifferent to my complaint: “I don’t need too many friends.”

It was like a punch hitting cotton, and I suddenly didn’t care about him anymore. I threw myself onto the bed, buried my head under the covers, and my voice came out muffled from inside: “Do as you please, I… I’m going to

sleep.”

Tristan hummed in response; “Then you rest well, remember to call your friend first.”

After Tristan left, the room was quiet again. I poked my head out from under the covers.

Remembering what Tristan said, I took out my phone and called Annie to report that I was safe.

After a few minutes of casual chat, the room was quiet again. I lay in bed, and my head started to feel dizzy again, along with a wave of exhaustion.

The pillow and covers had a pleasant, comforting scent, and I slept very soundly that night.

The next day, as the warm sun shone on my face, the discomfort from the hangover gradually set in.

I struggled to open my eyes and saw that it was already close to noon.

In an instant, I suddenly realized.

It was already past the time I was supposed to go to work!

I quickly got out of bed, got dressed, and opened the door to see several dishes on the dining table.

In the kitchen, a familiar figure was busy, and she suddenly froze.

Tristan… can he actually cook?

In the kitchen.

The slender and clean hands turned off the open kitchen lights, Tristan carefully washed his hands and dried them.

He served the last dish, but saw me standing there, staring at him in a daze.

“Stop standing there like an idiot and come eat.”

I came to my senses and quickly waved my hand: “No, I have to go back and change clothes now, I’m late for work.”

As I was about to leave, I was stopped by Tristan.

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Chapter 24

“It’s Sunday today, aren’t you on a day off?”

I immediately stopped and slowly turned around.

I looked down at my phone, and the date on the screen indeed showed Sunday.

No wonder I was so late for work and didn’t receive a single call.

I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then covered up my embarrassment with a light laugh.

Tristan’s lips slightly curled up, and he arranged the dishes, speaking in a cheerful tone: “So, can you sit down and eat now?”

I sat down with embarrassment, looking at the well–presented dishes on the table.

There were four exquisite porcelain plates on the dining table, and there was also a just–served Longjing shrimp, with the overhead light casting a warm and dazzling glow.

“Delicious, but… are we the only two eating?”

“This is…,”