My Wife is a Herbalist Practitioner novel Chapter 7

What did he mean?

His eyes fell wantonly on her red lips, as if to hint that the best way for a woman to thank a man was a kiss.

Sylvie flushed, "I do not understand."

Then she turned her head and looked out of the window, ignoring him.

She was intelligent, smart, independent, did not rely on others, but the 19-year-old girl in love was like a piece of white paper. She could not stand a man's teasing.

When it was the red light, the luxury car stopped. Sylvie leaned over the window and saw the most famous cake shop in H City.

"Want some cake?" Kieran asked her.

Sylvie's bright eyes show a bit of sadness, she said softly, "My mother often took me to that shop to buy cakes before."

Kieran turned the steering wheel and parked on roadside, "Let’s go and buy."

...

This cake shop was a time-honored brand in H City. It was especially popular in the famous ladies' circle. It was sold in limited quantity every day.

Sylvie liked to eat cake since childhood. Her mother often took her to buy cakes here. It was the best time in memory.

Sylvie had not been here for ten years.

Her eyes were red, but she didn't want the man to see it. "You wait for me, I go to the bathroom."

She went to wash her face.

Kieran looked at the girl’s back. He had noticed that she almost cried.

He went into the cake shop.

Daisy WAS also in this cake shop, as well as her bestie Olivia Poole.

Olivia held Daisy, "Daisy, is it true that Sylvie was with a gigolo?"

Daisy contemptuously sneered, "Of course it is true. I saw him with my own eyes. He drove Sylvie home."

"Now the gigolo is expensive. Sylvie just came back from the countryside, does she have money?"

Daisy said, "They are graded, some are handsome with good figure and first-class sex skill..."

At this time a deep magnetic voice was sounded, "Sir, give me a cake."

The sound was so good.

Daisy and Olivia were attracted and they saw Kieran.

Now Kieran stood at the counter, in a white shirt and black trousers, with long legs..

Oh, my gosh, this guy was so cute.

Olivia was obsessive.

He was handsome, in good shape...

Daisy had not seen such a handsome man before. Kieran was elegant and noble, which made him the most good-looking man among the men in white shirt and black trousers.

Daisy was moved.

At this time Olivia whispered, "Daisy, is Sylvie’s gigolo like him?"