His Beloved Mate novel Chapter 8

Cassie had been very tired these two days. After taking a shower in the bathtub, she went back to her room. After turning on the heat, she sat at the desk released the draft she had saved in advance: today's update has been completed, and I'm sorry that it's a little late. Have a good time ~

She looked at the game icon on the computer desktop and smiled slyly.

With a screenshot, she sent a micro-blog message, "Nothing can't be solved by playing a game. If one game doesn't work, then two! !"

The light in the room was turned off, and the screen of the computer was still on. After playing two rounds in the arena, she felt refreshed.

The joy of winning five rounds in a row had already made Cassie forget Adam and Alice.

She muttered, "Humph! Boyfriend and best friend, go to hell! Men like to play the field! No man is a good man! !"

The screen darkened, showing the failure. Then the computer started to read the map.

"Fuck! My friend, where was your invincible just now? ?! Why did you die without giving me anything? !" Cassie screamed in YY Voice.

"I graduated from grade twelve of last season and got 2500 points. Do you think you can teach me how to do it? !" Obviously, the person at the other end of YY Voice had a bad temper.

"So what if you got 2500 points last season? So what if you graduated from the twelve grade arena? Even if you entered the arena, you were beaten. !" Cassie retorted confidently.

As soon as she finished cursing, her phone rang. She closed the microphone and answered the phone irritably, "Who is it? It's late at night."

"Your husband."

On the other end of the phone was the deep and calm voice of Dylan.

He just said short words. But when Cassie heard it, she was so scared that she almost threw the phone out.

"Should I praise you for your strong body?"

Her hand was injured, but she was still in the mood to play games.

Cassie was shocked, and then asked calmly, "I'm not that sentimental. I won't cry with a scratch on my hand. By the way, why do you have my phone number? ? !"

Dylan said impatiently, "I can find everything as long as I want. It's late. You have to go to sleep."

How did he know that she was still awake?

Being annoyed by losing the game just now, Cassie smiled mischievously and said lazily, "I was asleep, but you woke me up."

"Mrs. Dylan, I advise you not to lie to the CEO of a film and television company," Dylan said.

Dylan knew it. Feeling bored, Cassie said, "Oh. How do you know I'm still awake?"

"Half an hour ago, you sent a message on micro-blog," Dylan said flatly.

It was not until then that Cassie remembered. She said, "I know. I'm going to sleep now."

"Okay," Dylan said and hung up the phone.

Seeing that the screen of the phone darkened, Cassie made a face at the string of numbers on the phone and said, "Do you think I will listen to you obediently?"

Her partner's voice came from YY Voice, "Are you coming or not? If you don't come, I'll sleep."

After taking a sip of water, Cassie turned on the microphone and said, "Yes."

"It's late, Cassie. Sleep now."

All of a sudden, the voice of Dylan came from YY Voice, and Cassie felt that she had misheard. She smiled and said, "Oh, friend, you are still an actor with dubbing."

The irritable man on the other side was a little confused. He said, "No..."? ? The voice sounded so familiar.