Sweet Sweet Love novel Chapter 165

In the car of the top Cayenne, the woman's wet hair was dripping, and her face was also wet. She lowered her head, looking very miserable.

The two people in the car were silent, and the atmosphere in the car was a little strange. The man's handsome face was slightly angry, as if he was still angry for her ignoring her safety and hiding under a big tree for rain. How dangerous it was!

Yolande raised his head and peeked at his face. He pursed his lips tightly. The expression on his angular face was complicated, and Yolande couldn't understand.

The hair was wet against her forehead, which was still dripping down. Her white shirt was clinging to her muscles because of the wetness and the curves of her chest were very visible, and the woman looked very sexy, especially her breasts.

Austin turned his head to look at the woman beside him and looked away from her. He took off his suit and thoughtfully put it on her shoulder. Yolande lowered her head and saw the man's large suit on her shoulder.

"I I'm not cold. "

"Be careful not to catch a cold," she stammered, as small as mosquitoes.

Hearing Austin's concerned tone, Yolande's eyes became moist. If Austin hadn't arrived, she would have been sheltered from the rain under the tree in such a heavy rain. If she was unlucky and the lightning penetrated the ground, she might have lost her life.

She turned to look at Austin. Half of his white shirt's shoulder was wet from the rain. She felt guilty. Although he was in poor health, he showered for her again and again.

"Are you okay? Are all wet. "

She looked at Austin's wet shoulder and asked with concern.

"It doesn't matter," Austin replied.

Yolande lowered her head with guilt. It seemed that she had caused him a lot of trouble since she met Austin. The man seemed to have seen through her.

"Don't think too much. Many things are out of our control. Besides, it's going to rain, and we can't control it."

"Okay."

Austin was taken aback. He didn't know how to comfort her.

"What do you think? Do you feel uncomfortable? Change your wet clothes as soon as you get home. "

"Let's go back," Austin said as he started the car.

"How do you know I'm here?"

She glanced at Austin' cold face and said, "I'm looking for you everywhere. If I don't find you, I'll ask my men to look for you together."

Yolande was touched. This man cared about her so much. Yolande felt warm in her heart.

"Ah Choo..."

All of a sudden, Yolande sneezed. Austin turned his head and looked at her worriedly.

"Are you okay?"

She shook her head and said, "it's okay."

"I forgot to bring my phone and wallet. I'm hungry. I took a taxi and the driver drove us out."

She lowered her head and said in a low voice with a hint of grievance. Her fingers stirred uneasily, and a drop of water fell from the condensed hair.

Austin felt a pang of heartache. Every move of this woman affected his sensitive nerves. A word, a trace of grievance, made him feel sorry for her.

He couldn't help reaching out his hand and rubbing her head dotingly. "Well, it's all right now."

Austin parked the top-level Cayenne in a slightly remote place to avoid the car. Austin picked up a white plastic bag from the seat, took out a clean white towel from the plastic bag, measured his slender body, and considerately wiped the wet hair of Yolande.

"I... I can do it myself. "

"Don't move," his voice was extremely gentle.