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At Your Disposal, Madam novel Chapter 61

Jamie’s thumb was still gently rubbing in the palm of Jane.

An electric current came from the palm of her hand and spread through her body.

Jamie’s low and magnetic voice was in her ear, “Jane, I miss you, let me take your hand."

He sat with his back straight, holding the cup in his left hand and holding her hand in his right.

The way he drank tea was ascetic and polite.

As the swallowing moves, the Adam's Apple rolled, which was sexy.

Sunny did not know what the two people were doing under the table, until her mobile phone accidentally slipped.

Sunny bent down to pick up the phone, inadvertently glanced at them, and found the two people's fingers tightly intertwining with each other.

Sunny was speechless.

She hurriedly took a photo of it and sent it to Jane, and then gave her a meaningful smile.

Jane heard the phone ring, but Jamie still did not let go of her hand.

She glanced at the WeChat message and blushed instantly.

Without knowing anything, Seth was looking at the menu.

Finally the dishes were ordered, Seth handed the menu to the waiter, looked at Jane with a face of surprise, “Jane, do you have a fever? Why are you so hot? Is the temperature of air conditioner too high?"

It's cool inside.

Jane didn't know how to answer it.

Jamie answered for her, “Jane is a little hot, I will take her to wash her face."

After that, Jamie pulled Jane out.

Jane was taken out by Jamie holding hands.

"Jamie, I don't need to use the bathroom."

There was nobody in the hallway.

Jamie looked at her with a smile. His eyes were dark and bright, like stars.

His mouth was gently curved, showing a shallow smile, with a charm of evil.

"I am not going to take you to the bathroom. I've been thinking about you ever since we left last night. Don't you miss me?"

He went back, waiting for Jane's news.

He sent a WeChat message to Jane, but Jane did not reply.

Jane was frightened and tired in the past two days, so she took a bath and fell asleep since everything was settled yesterday.

"Well, did you miss me?"

Jamie was too close to her, feeling each other’s breath.

As if he could kiss her lips if he bent his head more.

Jamie’s voice was particularly tantalizing.

Jane felt a shiver in her heart. Her lips fluttered, her cheeks flushed, her voice was soft and waxy, "I missed you."

"Who did you miss?"

This person was very bad that he pretended not have heard clearly and asked her detail?

"I miss you, Jamies."

Jane bit hers lip, then her was raised. Jamie's kiss fell down.

Jane support herself by leaning against the wall.

Jamie clasped her back of the head, captured her lips precisely with his thin lips, resolutely and lingeringly plundered her everything.

Jane was stunned. It was like electric current sliding on her lips, and fireworks blooming in her brain.

She was forced to bear his kiss with her head held up in the most perfect position...

Jane didn’t resisted, her hand was put on Jamie’s chest, now she was tightly clutching Jamie’s clothes.

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