Adonis smiled, "Lucian, I'm not young, but I am still fooled by women very often. Are you sure that I can improve my taste in half a year?"
Entering the elevator, Lucian glanced at him and saw his confused face. In his eyes, Adonis was a kind and simple man. Only those who were really willing to know him could understand how nice he was.
However, how many women could not be tempted by money and be willing to deeply understand such a naïve and kindhearted man? He had seen many cases. In general, men whose families were rich and did not talk much got married very late.
That was right. They were such men.
"I don't mean to let you improve your taste, but to let you learn from other men. Look at Anson. He shows great discernment in his choice of girlfriend, and he lives a happy life with Abigail now."
Adonis looked helpless and smiled coldly, "As you said, that's Anson, not me, and not you. By the way, why do you let me learn from others? You're also single, aren't you? You know so many girls. Don't you like any of them? Every girl that your family want to introduce to you is very pretty, and they try their best to get close to you. Why don't you like them?"
Lucian said, "Because none of them can move my heart."
Adonis was speechless. How picky he was!
"Alas! The women who can touch my heart always fool me, but I don't like those who are sincere to me. What should I do?" Adonis had a headache. Why was it so hard to have a girlfriend?
Lucian threw a sidelong glance at him, "Are you sure some of your ex-girlfriends were sincere to you?"
Adonis said, "I'm not very sure. Don't take my words seriously. That's just my imagination."
Lucian didn't know what to say. Could Adonis chat with him normally?
They went to the garage to get the car and went to the River City Restaurant together.
Haven took a taxi to Malcom's apartment according to the address given by him.
Malcom lived on the 25th floor. When she entered the house, she found that his house was quite clean.
The decoration was simple, and the furniture was arranged in a warm style.
After Malcom closed the door, he hugged her from behind and kissed her earlobe, "Haven, I miss you."
Haven's nerves tensed up when she heard his gentle voice.
She smiled faintly, "Why do you miss me every day?"
Malcom carried her in his arms and went to his room.
Haven was stunned. Why was he in such a hurry?
Malcom lowered his head and glanced at her, "You drank."
Haven was touched by his carefulness and nodded, "Mm! I am not happy. Vincent flirted with other women again."
"Ha-ha..." Malcom laughed, "Haven, isn't that good? You'll be mine in the future."
Haven looked at him shyly and did not speak.
In the blink of an eye, they had become like this.
She didn't know when she would get tired, but Malcom made her feel at ease, and she could be satisfied on bed.
They were sweet.
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