Before she could finish her words, she was kissed.
The distance is so close that it takes but a second to move over and seal her lips directly.
Recently both are relatively busy, rarely intimate, at the moment this kiss let him some out of control, even can not help but lightly bite down.
Camille reacted and struggled, but Ayan was obviously prepared and held her hand above her head, and then didn't give her any chance to refuse.
The kiss lasted for a long time, the person in his arms was as soft as a pool of water, and his feet were even softer that he almost fell down, but fortunately the large hands had been gently embracing.
He did not continue, but never let go of her, burning eyes on her slightly swollen red lips, his body tightened, even his breathing increased.
Ayan said in a husky voice, "Camille, you're really affecting me."
Camille looked at him with an innocent face, she obviously did nothing, how did it affect him?
His deep eyes met her gaze, his bony fingers gently rubbed the corners of her mouth, and he whispered, "No need to look at me like that, huh?"
His hint was so strong that Camille realized what he was referring to in terms of impact, and her cheeks instantly burned.
She subconsciously tried to push Ayan away, but he wouldn't, instead he pressed tighter, she was about to be driven crazy by such a hot breath, she whispered, "Ayan let go of me, I'm not comfortable."
"What's wrong?" He asked worriedly.
"You're too close to me, you're taking all the air out of me."
"Try accusing me again?" Ayan hooked his lips and smiled, his handsome and elegant face revealed some evil and gangster atmosphere, which still no one can imitate to copy.
Camille pursed her lips, her eyes full of displeasure.
He lifted his hand and gently stroked her hair, whispering, "Let me hold you, and I won't do anything, huh?"
After saying that, he directly took people into his arms and gently embraced them, a face as gentle as possible, the eyebrows are also faintly flooded with smiles, the curvature of the corners of the mouth also gradually profound.
This hug lasted for a long time, after releasing the man's low voice asked: "Your friend is coming to Hance City tomorrow we as the host should treat the dinner, is there anything to avoid? I asked Kian to book a private room at Darkmoor, okay?"
Camille looked at him carefully, then shook his head: "Ayan, no need for such trouble, he is rather socially scared, so I plan to pick him up alone and then accompany him to have a meal, as for the residence he has his own arrangements, I do not want to disturb more, he came here for work matters."
The man's face went cold, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked lightly, "Camille, you don't want to take me to your friends? I made you lose your head in front of your friends?"
"No, what makes you think that?"
"Then why don't you let me see your friends? Because the other person is a man and you don't feel comfortable with that or do you simply not want me to meet your friends?"
His attitude was rigid and he seemed determined to meet.
From what Camille knows about him, he shouldn't be interested, so why is he now following everything she does with such enthusiasm?
Was it because he was afraid that she would smear his face?
Camille looked at him helplessly and finally could only say, "Ayan, I really didn't mean to do that, I need to ask him first if you want, and if he agrees I can arrange a dinner together?"
Ayan did not say yes, but also did not say no, anyway, is a kind of you arrange, you decide on the attitude.
Camille suddenly felt a bit of a headache, what was wrong with Ayan lately?
Camille shook her head and did not think deeply, after all, sooner or later they had to divorce, more attention to his every move and all kinds of changes will not be good for her, and even less good for the separation afterwards.
But Camille is also quite surprised, since Ayan and Eileen's scandal on the news after the two do not seem to have much contact, because the two of them every day after work a piece of home is basically a piece, so she can be sure that Eileen did not call, as for the message has not sent it does not know?
Eileen certainly did send a message, but Ayan did not respond, and she did not dare to keep bothering him more to bore him, so she could only hold back her inner discontent and use a small number to talk on Weibo.
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