My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 100

He slowly shifted his gaze to her face, "What?"

"Are you really not going to take the money in WeChat?" She must return the money to Noah.

"Yes." Noah said without thinking.

As soon as his words left his mouth, Jocelyn reached out and prepared to take his phone and confirm the receipt of the money herself.

However, before her hand could touch the phone, he raised the hand holding the phone high in the air.

"Will you stop that?" Jocelyn frowned helplessly, her voice still soft.

"No." With those words, the hand he was holding the phone with simply let go in mid-air.

The phone fell immediately afterwards, the other hand catching it sharply, and he unlocked it with one hand to continue reading the news.

The action was smooth.

This was the first time she had ever seen such an operation, and she was impressed.

This person was exuding charm at all times.

Jocelyn chose to give up for now and continued to play with her phone.

After about ten minutes, Jocelyn once again reached out to try and grab his phone, which he once again held aloft.

This man was rare, how could anyone be so resistant to someone returning their money?

Jocelyn had no intention of giving up again and stood up straight away, trying to reach for it.

He soon stood up as well and continued to hold the phone high in the air, and no matter how much Jocelyn jumped, she couldn't touch the phone halfway.

His expression began to soften, the corners of his mouth curving in a very light curve as he quietly watched her jumping around in front of him.

Outside it was getting late, the golden sunset creeping across the entire sky.

The warm tones of the light shed in, illuminating this picture with warmth air

Perhaps this sunset was gentle, and at this moment he felt that she was soft like a little rabbit, hopping and jumping desperately to get what she wanted, but unable to do anything about it.

"All right, stop it." His tone softened as well, and then he switched to hold up the phone with his other hand.

"I'll stop if you give it to me." Jocelyn jumped again and tried to grab the phone, "Don't you dare force me to use kung fu on you."

"Ready to domestic violence me?" The curvature of Noah's lips gradually deepened.

Domestic violence? Why did she find this word a little ambiguous as well?

Jocelyn ignored him and tried to use her kung fu to grab his phone.

After just a few rounds, she was pinned firmly to the sofa and could not move.

Noah was half-kneeling on top of her, one hand firmly clamped on both of her wrists, with a bit of playfulness in his eyes.

Jocelyn quieted down and began to struggle.

"No more fighting?" He asked in a low voice.

The intimate position and the extreme closeness of the contact made her whole body tingle.

The first two buttons of his collar were open, and at this angle, she could even clearly see the defined texture of his pecs.

The warm breath fell on her head, as if the whole living room was on fire.

Her heart began to beat faster again.

She struggled again, "Let go of me, do you hear me?"

"Are you still fighting then?" Noah asked.

"No." She thought she was a good fighter, but she was no match for him, and now she just wanted to get rid of him.

This position was excessively dangerous.

He gave her a deep look and slowly let go of her, before standing up and straightening his slightly messy collar.

Jocelyn then quickly sat up and looked at him with a serious face, "I don't want that action just now to happen a second time."