His Beloved Mate novel Chapter 63

Cassie hid her hands behind her back and said incoherently, "Well... You gave me a new year gift. "

She put the box on the desk and said quickly, "I bought it casually when I went to B.S today. It's a gift for you."

As soon as Cassie dropped the pen and was about to run away, she felt a familiar force on her wrist. She turned around and looked at Dylan. His burning eyes fell on her face.

Cassie's heart beat faster and faster. Dylan pulled her into his arms. The familiar and clean fragrance of the snow pine wrapped around her.

Lowering her head, Cassie dare not to look at Dylan. Her face turned red. "Do you... Do you have anything else to say? "

Without answering her, Dylan opened the box and looked at it carefully. It was a black wooden box with delicate and simple packing.

There was a line of English letters on the box: Lem.

It was a well-known brand that was suitable for business people, and also the most common brand that Dylan used.

With a playful smile, he put one hand around Cassie's waist and took out the pen with the other hand. "You bought a pen of Lem."

Cassie pursed her lips and stammered, "If you don't want it... Then give it back to me! "

As she spoke, she reached out to grab the pen from the hand of Dylan.

Of course, Dylan wouldn't give it to her. He raised his arm a little higher, and then Cassie couldn't reach it.

He stared at her playfully, "I didn't say I don't want it."

But he didn't expect that. He couldn't believe that Cassie would give her a gift. She used to call herself a capitalist, which seemed that she didn't like him.

Cassie's shoulders were trembling. Frowning, Dylan looked at her wearing only a thin red sweater. "Are you cold? I told you many times to wear more clothes, but you never didn't listen to me. "

Cassie's face darkened.

She paused and chuckled awkwardly, "Yes... Yes, I'm cold. "

It's not cold at all. The heating in the West Mountain Linyu was fully covered, and it was as warm as spring. It was her habit to shake when she was excited.

Dylan continued, "Thomas will be back in two days. There will be a party at home. Prepare for it."

Cassie was stunned. "Why me? Can't you just leave it to Carter and Cheryl? "

After being stared by Dylan for a while, Cassie blushed. Dylan told her, "Because you are the hostess."

"Oh... Oh, but it's my first time to prepare these. If I can't do it very well, you can't scold me. "

Frowning, Dylan asked, "When did I scold you?"

Cassie pursed his lips and asked, "Don't you? Every time I do something wrong, you keep nagging... "

Dylan smiled softly, "I was just telling the truth and helping you correct your mistakes. Is there any problem? "

Cassie replied reluctantly, "Even so, you should be more euphemistic. Don't I want to save face?"

"Okay, I promise you," Dylan said in a gentle and pampering tone.

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