A Flash Marriage Can Be A Treasure novel Chapter 320

“I’m okay.” Pursing her lips, Jessie finds it hard to say something since Leigh cares her so much. “Leigh, I think...”

She’s a bit exhausted. She doesn’t want to keep pestering him anymore and she wants to give up on revenge.

“Let’s talk about it later.” The sunlight comes out but the air is cold and damp. Leigh wraps Jessie into his coat and walks out of the cemetery together with her. “Let’s go back first.”

Jessie sniffs his unique smell from the coat, her heart trembling. But she keeps silent.

The car roars away and rushes back to Leigh’s house.

Taking off the coat to hang it on the shelf, Leigh pulls up his sweater sleeves and says, “Go take a hot shower. I’ll make you porridge.”

He scratches his hair and murmurs to himself, looking troubled, “I’ve never made porridge before. It shouldn’t be so difficult, right?”

Since his childhood, he has never cooked for someone else.

Jessie wants to laugh but she feels panic in hear heart. She doesn’t feel well.

She calls him. “Leigh.”

“Yes? What’s up?” Leigh turns around to ask her what’s wrong. Jessie has already thrown herself into his arms. Wrapping her arms around his neck, her tender lips press on his.

Her lips are soft and tender. Her kiss is wet and hot, emanating sweetness and fragrance.

Leigh can’t help holding her thin waist, pushing her into his arms. His breath tangles with hers.

After a long while, they separate.

Jessie is panting slightly. Their foreheads are pressing against each other and their breath still tangle together. She pecks the man’s lips again and whispers, “I want to make love to you.”

Leigh is taken aback. “Right now? You haven’t rested for two days. Aren’t you tired?”

Jessie shakes her head, her smile bright and stunning, making his heart skip a beat. “I’m not the one who would spend energy. Do you want it? If not, forget it.”

“Let’s do it!”

Almost two hours have passed, and the house gradually returns to silent.

Leigh is too tired these two days. Holding Jessie in his arms, he has already fallen asleep with long and deep breath.

Jessie looks at the man in her arms. Her fingers run through his cold-lined face all the way down. She feels tickled when touching the newly grown beard on his chin.

He’s now lying in her arms, defenseless.

Jessie’s fingers stop on his neck. She recalls that there’s a knife in the drawer of the right-sided nightstand. She can take the knife out and stab it into Leigh’s neck.

In less than three seconds, he will die without any struggle.

However, she doesn’t have the heart to do it.

“Are you always so easily tempted by a woman?” Jessie muttered. Her fingers returned on his lips again, thinking how passionately and eagerly he has kissed her and how hot his kisses are.

Jessie hates herself for being soft-hearted and the suddenly raised guilt. She also hates him.

She bends over and kisses his cheek, whispering, “Hasn’t anyone told you that if a pretty woman approaches you, she must have some purpose?”

This man is so easy to be deceived.

Her cell phone lights up on the nightstand. Jessie fumbles for it and unlocks the screen. Then she sees a text message from a strange number.

“This is Jana. Shall we meet at five in the usual place?”

Jessie types a few lines. She wants to tell the other party that she doesn’t want to have the talk but the money will still be wired to her bank account.

When she wants to send the message, she hesitates.

She takes a look at the man who’s sleeping beside her, and her eyes darkens. She deletes the previous lines and replies with “OK”.

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