The water glass in her hand had already been put on the table by Raymond when he came to hug her. He embraced her and gently pressed her against the sofa.
It was still pouring outside, but the atmosphere inside became more and more romantic.
Raymond gradually moved his lips near hers and kissed her. Then he kissed her nose affectionately, and finally he stared at her. "Why haven't you slept?"
"I slept for more than two hours after I came back."
Scarlett looked at him. Her face was as beautiful as a blooming flower.
Moving his Adam apple, he raised his hand to caress her cheek. "I'll take a shower."
Although the plane arrived on time, it hovered in the air for more than half an hour due to the heavy rain before it landed.
He came directly to her villa from the airport. As soon as he got off the expressway, there was a sudden gust of wind, and the rain became heavier and heavier.
When he got out of his car, the rain was so heavy that the umbrella he was holding couldn't block it, so he got wet all over.
While he was on a business trip, he missed Scarlett deeply. So, when he met her again, he couldn't help hugging and kissing her.
Scarlett sat up on the sofa and pressed her lips. "How about I make noodles for you?" She knew that Raymond didn't like eating near the airport. And he must have come here directly by car as soon as he got off the plane.
Raymond glanced at her and answered," Okay."
Raymond turned his head to look at her back, smiling, as he felt very happy. Then he took the suitcase and went up to the third floor.
There was still more than half a box of beef rolls left that Scarlett bought this afternoon to cook tomato beef noodles. She peeled the tomatoes with hot water. Then she plunged the tomatoes and noodles into the boiling water, and threw in the beef rolls after five minutes.
Within twelve or thirteen minutes, she made a bowl of tomato beef noodles.
Actually, Scarlett was not good at cooking. Though the noodles that she made looked good, they may not taste delicious.
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