Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy novel Chapter 223

Carl paused, and it seemed that he could still feel the water vapor from Sonia when he was close to her.

The man looked at her through a burst of hot air, and suddenly he felt sour in the throat.

He took the textbook to Sonia. "Victor said he needs your signature."

"Oh." Sonia didn't know what's going on in Carl's mind, wiping her hair and taking the book. "Put it here, I will sign it for him later."

Carl felt that he couldn't stay in this place for too long, because the whole room was full of…the fragrance of shower cream on her body.

The man's eyes deepened, and Sonia said to him, "Have you two finished your homework?"

Her voice was quite like the head teacher.

Carl laughed. "He needs me to help with the manual jigsaw puzzle. We would soon finish it."

Well, this kind of thing can't make a game engineer have a hard time.

Sonia expressed her gratitude. Carl left the bathroom without answering. Then there was the sound of a hair dryer. Carl fled back to his room and closed the door for the first time.

He noticed that his breathing accelerated, especially when he walked into the bathroom and saw Sonia.

His heart beat faster, and the whole body was numb.

This is not a good sign.

Carl turned over in bed, then pressed his hand under his head and looked up at the ceiling blankly.

He was thinking, across the wall beside him, Sonia and Victor slept next door to him. What was it like when they got along?

Will Sonia face him as she faces Victor, putting down her guards?

Carl understood that Sonia occasionally looks at him with the eyes full of dependence, but it seemed as if the eyes pass through him to see another man.

Another, the man with a similar face.

Carl closed his eyes, but the eyes of Sonia were always in his mind.

Why, she always looks at him with this kind of eyes, but he is not someone else at all!

Shit!

The man who has always been ruthless and indifferent showed anxiety, like a child, for the first time. He covered his face with a quilt, but he can't control his mind. The thighs and chest are like movie replaying frame by frame...circulating in his mind.

He had sex with her in a dream.

And she, was damn Sonia.

Carl hit the sheets under him. But it felt as soft as hitting cotton.

He turned over, it was still early for work, and he felt unable to sleep for the first time.

It must have been the scene when he saw Sonia in the bathroom before going to bed last night. Now it became a nightmare haunting him. Carl took several deep breaths before pressing down his emotions.

It's...terrible.

In Carl's 27-year cognition, he actually thought it's terrible that a woman can affect him like this.

The man simply got up and casually neaten his hair. The messy black hair looked as indifferent as him. He bowed and stared at the sunshine outside the window for a long time.