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Hello, Mr. Brent novel Chapter 295

Franklin looked at Emily's watery eyes and lowered his head to kiss her. He said in a hoarse voice, "Actually, you like it too, right?"

Emily was embarrassed. She thought, who wouldn't like it? But she didn't dare to admit it because it was like an insult to Franklin, and if she admitted it, she was admitting Andrew's words.

"Romance. I understand." Franklin muttered and lowered his head to kiss her lips again.

Emily asked playfully, "Then what do you think is romance?"

It was really hard for her to imagine that someone who was distant like Franklin would know "romance".

Franklin curled his lips...

Emily fell asleep again. It was already the second day when she woke up.

Franklin was already dressed up. Seeing that she was awake, he leaned over and kissed her lips, saying, "Baby, get up!"

Emily's face immediately turned red when she heard his cheesy words in the early morning.

She quickly pushed him and said with a red face, "Stop calling me that. It sounds awkward."

Franklin saw her red face and knew that she was just shy, not really awkward, so he smiled and didn't say anything else.

Franklin took her clothes and asked Emily to put them on, and Emily found what he brought her were a very conservative shirt and a pair of jeans. She hadn't worn this kind of clothes for a long time after graduating from college. When she entered the world of work, she could no longer wear such clothes.

So she asked curiously, "Why do you give such clothes for me?"

"Bryan Miller had done it. We can meet Daniel today." Franklin said.

Emily immediately understood. No wonder Franklin asked her to wear such conservative clothes. It turned out that he was afraid that Daniel would be fancied by her!

However, she was not that narcissistic. She did not think that every man would love her and they could not even move his feet at the sight of her. But in order to reassure Franklin, she changed into the shirt and jeans, and then tied a ponytail, feeling that she suddenly returned to the age of a college girl.

Franklin sat downstairs and waited for her. When he saw her dressed like this, his eyes were immediately lit up.

After a while, he said with a grim face, "No, you should change other clothes."

She was so pure, even more attractive! At least he was getting eager.

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