His Beloved Mate novel Chapter 135

The bodyguard nodded, "Yes."

"Okay."

Cassie curled her lips and went downstairs with confusion. On second thought, it seemed reasonable for Dylan to do so. He became the richest man in Asia at such a young age. It was understandable that there were more bodyguards around him?

When Cassie walked into the living room, she heard the meow of a kitten.

A hand came out from the side of the table, which made Cassie jolt.

'Damn it! Was there really a thief at home? !'

She picked up the tray on the tea table on tiptoe and was about to approach him quietly. Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in her ear, "You enjoy it happily."

'Wait, why did this voice sound so familiar? !'

Dylan stood up and turned around, only to see a Cassie as if she was a thief. A trace of astonishment flashed through his eyes, and he quickly frowned. "What are you doing?"

It was not until then that Cassie realized that she was holding a tray in her hand. She quickly put the tray on the tea table and said, "Nothing. I just thought there was a thief at home."

"…… It's so late. Why don't you go to bed? "

"I'm hungry. By the way, why did you get up in the middle of the night? "

As Cassie spoke, she craned her neck to look at the cat. She looked at the Dylan in surprise, and then looked at the cat. She sneered, "Are you feeding Lucky? !"

Dylan lifted his lips and walked to Cassie and was about to lift her up. He changed the topic, "Mrs. Cassie, does your husband look like a thief?"

Cassie held his chest and said seriously, "Yes! You damn heart thief! "

Dylan squinted at Cassie in disgust, Cassie walked to the table, squatted down and touched Lucky. "You don't like it, do you? It's really adorable! Don't you think so? "

After clearing his throat, Dylan said, "I never say I don't like Lucky."

"You are playing word game with me again."

Cassie curled her lips discontentedly.

Dylan told her, "West Mountain Linyu is heavily guarded. No one can sneak in. Mrs. Cassie, you can rest assured."

Cassie nodded and her stomach rumbled. Dylan frowned and asked, "Didn't you have dinner?"

She smiled sheepishly and said, "Yes, but I'm hungry now. So I go downstairs to find something to eat. "

Dylan looked at her in disgust. "Wait for me."

Cassie broke into a laugh, "Aren't you afraid that I'll get fat?"

Dylan opened the refrigerator, glanced at her up and down, and said lightly, "It' better for girl to put on some weight. It feels more comfortable. "

Uh... 'Why did this sentence sound so strange? !'

Dylan made some night snack for Cassie. She sat on the sofa with a glass of hot water in her hands. She thought about what he said carefully and then stared at him with a dark face.

'Damn it! He is really experienced in talk dirty, isn't he? He always acted like an iceberg when he was outside, but his mind was full of dirty waste behind his back!

After having the night snack, Cassie sat beside worktop. Then, Dylan handed her a glass of milk. "Drink a glass of milk before sleep. It's good for your sleep."