Secret Crush novel Chapter 11

Leila felt that the man must be crazy. He squeezed her neck without hesitation, like he was squeezing an ant. She closed her lips tightly for a long time and then she begged for mercy. "I really didn't lie to you. You, let me go first. Eh-hem..."

Her respiratory tract was tightly strangled by him. Leila was no longer difficult to breathe. She was almost out of breath. She twisted her beautiful eyebrows, and her painful appearance finally made Max's heart soft a bit. He slowly loosened his hand and whispered in her ear in a low and heavy voice, "Don't let me repeat my words twice."

Leila regained her consciousness, breathing heavily. Max's words seemed to come from afar, which couldn’t be heard clearly.

Max stood up gracefully, and his eyes, which were as deep as the pond, had a wave.

It was no doubt that Charles would join the medical and research team of Mu group.

It was nine o'clock in the evening when Leila returned to the apartment. She slowly took a shower and went to bed. Feeling the bed was sinking due to Max, she couldn't help but her body stiffen. Obviously, what would happen next.

As Max's hands touched the body of Melissa, who seemed to burst into flames. Leila was involuntarily overwhelmed by Max and her whole body becoming soft. When the hot body of Max came up to her, her spiritual sense had been burned to ashes.

After holding each other for a whole night, Leila was so tired that she fell asleep. In the darkness, Max's eyes were bright. Leila was breathing gently in his arms, who was not annoying at all, just like a soft cat scratching his heart.

Max hugged Leila harder. Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep. The moonlight poured in through the window, which seemed to spread silver ash on the ground, making them good sleep all night.

By the time Leila woke up, she found that Max was not in the apartment. She breathed a sigh of relief and turned over the bed. The maid stood in front of the door and whispered, "Miss Song, Mr. Mu had asked you to eat up all breakfast on the table."

Hearing this, Leila looked at the dining table and her face darkened. ‘If I don't get fat after finishing it, then I would die of being stuffed, okay?’

Leila lacked the ability to control herself. Even though she was not willing to, she could not help having breakfast all over the table. She swallowed the milk in her mouth and frowned slightly. She was dissatisfied with her increasing servility.

After the breakfast, Leila could finally escape from his apartment. After she got on the car, the driver said with a big smile, "Miss Song, you are late today."