All Out Of Love novel Chapter 21

Looking at the girl in front of him, the man had an intuition that his whole body was about to be burned by fire again.

When he was in the bathroom just now, he almost couldn't control himself. He just went to take a cold shower to barely suppress his sexual desire.

At this moment, Celia also strongly felt the man's gaze that was glued to her.

"All right, all right?"

In the mirror, she saw Carlos' dark eyes, his thin lips, his Adam's apple and his sturdy chest.

After saying that, she looked away because of his charm.

"Okay."

The moment Carlos opened his mouth, Celia was about to stand up.

But she didn't want to be in such a hurry that she almost slid down the bed.

"Ah --"

Carlos lifted her with one hand and put her in the center of the bed to make sure she wouldn't fall down again.

But he heard Cassandra's decision. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"You sleep in the bed, and I sleep on the floor!"

"There is only one quilt here." He motioned for her to see the situation clearly.

"Then Here you are! " The girl said through gritted teeth.

"Carlos, are you sleeping?"

Right at this moment, someone knocked on the door.

Celia Ling was about to answer, but before she could utter a word, her mouth was covered by a hand. Then she was stunned and was confined to the bed in white.

"Carlos You... "

Celia widened her eyes, while the man was more unbridled.

She couldn't push him away and bit him in shame and anger.

But still, she did not let him go. She bit him again. "Revenge".

There was another knock at the door. It didn't stop until the sound of footsteps disappeared.

"You said you wouldn't force me!"

Her fair face flushed and she said angrily.

"Okay. Good night."

The man let go of his hand around her waist and lay down in the other half of the bed.

Celia froze for a moment. He should have let her go!

Just as she was distracted, the man reached out to turn off the light and held her more tightly from behind.

"Don't move. Just hold me for a while. It will be okay soon."

A hoarse voice said, with a hint of sadness in the darkness.

Celia didn't know why she gave up struggling.

She still didn't move, but as time went by

In the bathroom.

Cold water poured down from his head, which repressed the man's heat.

After the shower, Carlos came out of the bathroom and saw clearly the marks on his neck and body through the mirror.

It was ambiguous and alluring, but these were his scratches.

He shook his head helplessly. Sure enough, she didn't change at all, and was not even obedient to sleep.

He walked out of the bathroom and gazed at the sleeping face on the bed. It was as quiet as a kitten.

In the room, the sound of the clock on the wall was heard clearly.

He walked to her step by step and stopped by the bedside. Looking at her for a moment, his slightly cold hand gently lifted a corner of the quilt.

When he couldn't find the familiar mark on her body for the first time, he was almost driven mad.

In the following days, even now, he still hoped that he just had a hallucination.

However