Can't stop loving you novel Chapter 85

Maynard took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth. After that, he raised his hand and threw it into a trash can beside him. Then he walked towards her in straight legs.

"What do you want?" Everyone stood in front of him.

"Fuck off!" With an impatient look on his face and a touch of his thin lips, Maynard's frosty aura, which belonged to the dominant position, overwhelmed him.

The crowd had never seen such an aggressive person. They hesitated for two seconds and then left. After all, they didn't have to get into any trouble.

Standing in front of others, she bit her lower lip in fear.

At this moment, she was extremely regretful. She didn't know how he would punish her.

Maynard glanced at her and bent down, "Get in."

what?

She thought there was something wrong with her ears and didn't move for a long time.

People around were surprised.

"Viola come over here." Maynard urged in a cold voice.

Looking at the person who had always been upright, noble and noble, now bending down, she did not seem to be ugly, and there was no flaw in her whole body. Instead, she gave an indescribable attraction to her.

Viola muttered unconsciously, "Did I hear it wrong?"

The arrogant Maynard wanted to carry her?

"No. hurry up!"

A cold and unhappy voice sounded beside her ears, pulling her back to reality.

Seeing that he turned impatient, she confirmed that she didn't mishear. In the full view of the public, she laid her head on his broad back.

The people at present rolled their eyes. They just fought for a long time. Was it true that couples were still quarreling?

The slightly yellowish streetlights had drawn the two figures long. Outside them were the cars that came and went, and the lights that came from time to time. Viola felt the world around her was so mysterious and so unreal.

After she poked Maynard's hard back, she put her hand around his neck and finally felt comfortable.

Therefore, she took pleasure in it at ease.

"I have a motorbike and I never ride it..."

On the way back to Maynard's house with her on his back, she was in a good mood and sang cheerfully.

"I'll throw you out if you keep singing." Maynard frowned and turned his head. Obviously, he was in a very bad mood.

She listened to him and listened attentively. Out of curiosity, she approached his ear and said, "Mr. Chu, you said you didn't want to carry me at first, but why are you willing to carry me now?"

With one of his hands, Maynard pushed her head away. However, he still said in disgust, "For the sake of your snake spirit disease, I'll give you a little punishment later on."

Hearing what he said, Viola's mouth twitched and she shook her feet to show her strength. "Humph, even if you say something bad, you can't stop me from feeling good."

"Don't be complacent." Maynard sneered.

Curling her lips, Viola suddenly thought of something. She leaned her head against his back and sighed. "Mr. Chu, if you really put down your airs, no one would refuse you."

Maynard stopped and kept silent.

She didn't care about being carried by him. Her eyelids became heavier and she gradually fell asleep.

Viola didn't wake up until they arrived at the villa and got her down.

Suddenly, she felt a burst of pain in her stomach. She covered her stomach and groaned.

When Maynard came out of the kitchen and saw that the corner of her clothes was stained with blood, his face changed. He walked over and checked nervously, "Where did you get hurt?"