The CEO’s Surrogate Wife novel Chapter 198

"Senior, how can I know that man? And what about the three children?" Miya asks after walking far away, but she has all kinds of tastes in her heart. She knows that the three children are certainly not groundless, because she can see that the little girl looks like her very much, which makes her obviously feel uneasy.

Lance also doesn't know how to answer Miya's words. If he has known that he will meet Alex there, he will never take Miya there, but now regret doesn't help.

"Has something very important happened in these six years, and the three children are..."

"No matter what happens, you just have to believe that I love you!" When talking, he suddenly leans over and kisses Miya. Her lips are soft and sweet, as he imagined.

Miya is startled by the sudden kiss, but soon she responds to it. Lance confesses to her, and the senior she secretly loves finally confesses to her, but she can't help thinking about the three children, especially the girl's bright eyes, which makes her heart unable to calm for a long time.

She doesn't close her eyes, but stares at the near face. She tells herself that no matter what happened before, Lance can still stay by her side now, which is fate, which proved that she has a certain position in his heart.

After releasing Miya, Lance looks at her little red face, and can't help touching it. Her delicate and tight skin is as beautiful as he imagined.

"Senior..."

"Call me Lance!" He corrects, he has been expecting her to change, but she is so pure, so shy.

“Lance…” Miya cries softly, her tone is a little shy, which is hard to hide. Maybe now, she is just an 18-year-old girl.

Lance holds Miya's small hand tightly, suddenly falls a kiss on her forehead, and then takes her to walk forward together.

"Don't remember those six years, will you? I love you, all the time." Lance's voice is light and firm, as if swearing something.

"I believe you." A light and simple sentence, but let two people's hearts at the same time stir up a wave, and the hands unconsciously hold more tightly.