Presiden's wild wife novel Chapter 732

Elena can't help but cover her face, how this person can now say the love words so smoothly?

Logan bent his eyes and smiled, his body leaned forward, his long fingers lightly picked up her chin, "Sorry for looking for you for so long, and for making you wait so long ......"

The man's low voice in her ear made her face flush early.

"Where did you learn to say that, without blushing." She cupped his face, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked.

The man frankly, as if not to hear the ambiguity of the general, "the face of you, naturally everything said, replaced by others, naturally can not hear the words."

"Fancy words!"

"Yes?"

Logan's body pressed closer, and under his eyes was a sly smile, "Then what does madam think I should have to do to make it not a fancy word?"

This was a difficult question for Elena, who didn't know how to answer it.

Logan looked at her look and raised his hand and gave her a light tap on the top of her head, "Since you can't say it, you can't deny what I said."

The man is always able to clearly catch the loopholes between the words, so that she has no way at all.

Elena skimmed her lips and simply stopped talking, leaving him to his sophistry.

The beauty of Provence at night makes people unable to retract their eyes, Elena's eyes glowed for a while, while the eyes of the man beside her seemed to be glued to her body and did not move away for a long time ......

Lexi felt for several days that Kent was extraordinarily mysterious, and always left early and returned late, even though she was at the office all day, she could not find him.

I don't know how, 'cheating' two words at once like a brand imprinted in her heart, blocking the breathless.

In fact, not that she deliberately suspected him or otherwise, but the man who disappeared for a whole day and then returned she could always smell the scent of roses on him, that is even after the bath can not be dissipated.

Once or twice is fine, after several days are so, she is really panic, do not know what to do up.

This day, Kent returned to see Lexi early in bed asleep as usual, so he lightened up and tiptoed into the bathroom.

At the same time, the little man in the bed lifted the covers and startled him.

"Still awake?" Kent unzipped his jacket and casually tossed it aside stepping out of the bathroom to sit in front of the bed.

Lexi subconsciously avoided his hand that was reaching out to touch her forehead.

Kent gave a beat and looked at her with some confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Kent ......"

"I'm here." He took her hand and held it tightly, "What's wrong, you look awful, are you uncomfortable?"

Lexi's face is indeed pale, but at the moment it looks even more calm.

That empty look at her made his heart thump involuntarily, and he began to reflect on whether what he had done in the past few days had been discovered, or otherwise.

"You ......" Lexi paused when she opened her mouth, biting her lip and pushing his hand away, "What do you think of me?"

When she raised her head again, she had recovered all her emotions and her face was all subdued.

But it's because of this that Kent can't figure out what she's thinking and always feels like he's doing something wrong.

"You're fine, always have been, in public and in private." Kent had a sincere face.

But the moment she opened her mouth, she saw her even paler face, a look as if she would faint in the next second.

Kent's slatternly face was genuinely worried.