My Ex-husband Begs Me Back (Ayan and Camille) novel Chapter 192

Camille exclaims.

"It's me."

A low, husky man's voice rang slowly in her ears.

Camille was relieved: "How did you get back so fast?"

"Didn't I say I'd accompany you to dinner?"

"You let go of me first." He was too close and uncomfortable, especially with those hands directly around her belly, the warmth of his palm clearly felt against her skin.

Camille is very uncomfortable with such close encounters.

She struggled, but Ayan said in a low voice, "Don't move, I'll just hold and do nothing, but I'm not sure if you're going to move around."

Threats.

A blatant threat.

Camille now really feels regretful, and even more silently vowed that in the future, even if you die of heat, you will not take off again.

She was too stiff to move, and Ayan whispered, "I'll only be gone for two or three days, so be good at home, huh?"

"Hmm."

"Video with me every night, huh?"

"Hmm?"

"How else would you tell him a story?" His hand gently covered his abdomen.

Camille wrinkled her brow, "I know, let go of me now."

"You're afraid of me?"

"No."

"Since I don't, let me hold you a little longer, huh?"

Camille purses her lips and doesn't say anything.

Ayan then said, "Camille, if you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes."

Camille found that she couldn't win without talking to him.

This hug lasted for a long time, until Auntie knocked on the door and called for dinner.

She reached out and pushed him, "Can you let go now?"

"What's the rush?"

"Ayan!"

She was a little upset.

Ayan justified it by saying, "Camille, you're the one who dressed up like this to flirt with me."

"Where did I get that?" She was just sweating to do that.

But Ayan didn't listen at all, because the aunt left directly after she prepared the meal, so there were only two of them in the whole apartment.

Camille was a little confused, she pursed her lips and said, "Ayan , I'm hungry, I want to eat, I'm still pregnant with the baby, I can't be hungry ......."

"Well, I know." His voice was a little husky, his arm hooked around her waist wrenching her directly over to face him, the pent-up thirst clear for her to feel, and he whispered, "But I'm even hungrier, huh?"

Camille paused, blushing and unable to speak.

The man's eyes grew deeper and deeper, then he put her directly against the window and started something that had to be done.

Camille felt like she was going crazy, from the initial rejection to having to cooperate in the end.

Ayan is so annoying.

Full of only these five words.

At the end of the day, she really felt suffocated and climbed on his shoulder and bit down hard until she had no strength to let go.

After tossing Ayan carried her to a bath, then let her lie down and rest, he himself went outside to heat up the food, and then brought it in for her to eat.

Camille is really hungry, after eating the meal, this just set his face glared at him, and then lift the quilt directly lying down do not want to look at again.

Ayan gently stroked her hair and whispered, "I'm going to the airport, get some rest and call or message me when you wake up, huh?"

"........."

Camille did not speak.

Ayan didn't go away either, and said in a shallow voice, "Camille , give me a response, okay?"

She remained silent.

He reached out and lifted the covers right off and cupped her face, "Did you hear what I said?"

"I know, I know, Ayan, are you annoyed? Go away quickly, it's annoying!"

She was furious.

Ayan smiled lightly, then re-covered her and got up to leave the bedroom.

After hearing the faint slamming of the door, Camille fell completely asleep on her pillow.

She slept soundly and for a long time, until seven o'clock the next morning.

She opened her eyes, gave birth to a lazy back, lay down without moving, nothing uncomfortable, just a little tired.