Always in Love with You novel Chapter 81

She was in a hurry to get up, but was held tightly by someone behind.

"Dear Polly, For you, my existence is not too weak? You can't remember me in the first place when you get into danger. "

Polly was shocked. She remembered not that time when the pear blossom was drowned and tonight. After the man left, she got used to solve problems by herself.

But it was undeniable that the face of that person would appear at an extremely critical moment.

The man's fingertips nodded in her heart. "Have I been dispensable in the world of Dear Polly?"

She shook her head, "no, no..."

"So you still have a place for me in your heart, don't you?"

She shook her head again.

What she felt was not a little, but a lot, too many that she could not explain clearly.

The man whispered behind her: "Dear Polly, let me spoil you, love you well, don't worry about anything, and be my little wife wholeheartedly, isn't it good?"

He is like a fire, aggressive and keen, as if he wouldn't give up until he ignited you. This feeling made her flustered. She hurriedly reached out to pull his arm. "Bruce, let me go."

The man tightly held her in his arms. His voice was low and obscure, but his tone was unprecedentedly harsh. "I won't let you go! I will never let you go! Dear Polly, it was you who asked for it. You can't blame me for that! From now on, you can't leave me even if you don't want to! "

She asked in a trembling voice, "Bruce, what do you want to do?"

The voice of the man, as mellow as special wine as many years ago, spilled over her ear. "In my home, in my room, with my wife. Dear Polly. What do you think I want to do? "

"But I feel very uncomfortable..."

"I feel the same way..."

She gradually indulged herself in the lethargic feeling

Bruce gently smoothed away Polly's hair. His eyes were full of love and guilt, and a hint of satisfaction.

She covered her face with the quilt shyly to avoid his burning eyes.

At this moment, she was still recalling what Bruce had said to her.

"Dear Polly, call my name!"

"I don't care if you are sober or not. From now on, you can only think of me and call me by my name!"

I want you to be with me from head to toe, completely belong to me! "

As he reached out to pull her quilt from under him, he murmured in a trembling voice, "Dear Polly, sleep well. It's not comfortable."

She tightly grabbed the quilt and said in a muffled voice, "turn off the light, I will come out."

The man smiled, "the light is off. How can I help you apply the medicine?"

"What ointment?"

The quilt was lifted from her bottom, and her calves were exposed. "What are you doing?"

"Don't be afraid, Dear Polly! Let me see. I'll help you apply some medicine and you'll feel better. "

She immediately understood what it was and blushed, "I can do it myself."

The man asked confidently, "can you see yourself?"

"It doesn't matter."