My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 664

"Dorian, where are we going?" The young driver looked at the position of Nicolas and Dorian through the car's interior mirror and asked.

"Let's go directly to my home." Nicolas said, looked at Dorian and asked, "Is that okay?"

Dorian nodded, and then he closed his eyes.

About half an hour later, the caravan drove into the centrally located neighborhood.

This one neighborhood was a high-end residential area in the centre of the city.

Nicolas bought a house here and spent all of his savings since his debut.

Soon, the caravan stopped at the entrance of building number eight.

Nicolas and Dorian then dismissed the staff and went straight into the building wearing caps, large sunglasses, and masks, fully armed.

Taking the lift, the two of them made their way into Nicolas's home on the 19th floor.

His house was a large flat floor, with a floor area of 500 square metres.

As soon as he entered, Nicolas gently leaned down and, on the shoe rack at the door, took a pair of white slippers and placed them at Dorian's feet.

Subsequently, he took another pair of the same type of white slippers and put them on her own feet.

After Dorian changed his shoes, he lifted his hand and gently rubbed his hair, "Thanks."

With those words, he walked to the front of the living room sofa and sat down.

That intimate action just now caused Nicolas to blush uncontrollably.

Between him and Dorian, it had subtly changed since then.

Trying to calm his emotions, Nicolas walked over to Dorian, sat down, and asked, "What do you want to see me about?"

Just at this time, Nicolas's mobile phone vibrated.

An unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen.

Nicolas then pressed answer with eyes full of puzzles, "Hello."

"Hello, is this Nicolas?"

On the other end of the phone, a gentle girl's voice rang out.

Dorian then unhappily frowned, casually picked up a tangerine on the table, peeled it, eating it piece by piece, looking distracted.

"It's me. you are..."

"I'm your fan, I'm the third young lady of Globe Group, my name is..."

Before the words were finished, Dorian directly took Nicolas' phone and pressed hang up.

The action was domineering.

Nicolas frowned with displeasure and looked at Dorian and asked, "What are you doing?"

"No chatting with her."

".Why?"

"A woman called you for some reason, don't you know why?"

".What's that got to do with you?" Nicolas frowned and complained, quite resentful of Dorian's sudden grabbing of his phone.

"It's of my business."

"Domineering."

"You have a problem with that?"

"Dorian, you're looking for a fight, aren't you?"

Dorian laughed lightly, "Fine. Hit me."

Nicolas was really too tired and had absolutely no energy to continue messing around with Dorian.

So he coldly gave Dorian a blank stare, took the pillow behind him, hugged it in his arms and asked, "What do you want from me?"