The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 368

So that was what he cared about.

Lyra smiled, with her hands gently caressing his cheeks, "You're jealous?"

"Well, it's a little upsetting."

He looked away in depression, and his handsome face seemed to say "I'm so aggrieved. I need you to coax".

"Malcolm, you're so cute when you're all serious and jealous!" Lyra stifled a laugh, gently stood on tiptoe and kissed him. And she was coaxing him with her soft voice.

"I remember your preferences too. From now on I only remember everything about you, forget everything about others, OK?"

Malcolm's face returned to normal, "You said this."

Lyra was nodding, and the two hugged tightly as they watched the plane carrying Anthony and leaving Crana.

...

In the car outside the airport, hearing the sound of the plane taking off, Chad took out the cigarette in his pocket, lit it, and took a puff .

Isla watched his expression quietly, sensing that he was not in a good mood.

"Chad, is it possible that you don't want that Mr. Anthony to leave?"

Chad took a sharp drag on his cigarette before saying, "He whipped me a hundred and thirteen times in the European Swye dungeon."

He could not beat him back so he was not very happy about that.

Isla laughed, "I hear you've beaten up for Mr. Malcolm many times before. More than a hundred and thirteen times?"

"That's true. As for the difference, I still earned it, so just let him go off this time." Chad had a cigarette in his mouth and he sounded magnanimous.

Isla covered her mouth and snickered, sighing that although he acted ruthlessly, he still had a soft heart and was not a bad person.

The smell of tobacco in the car was so strong that she didn't feel well in her nasal passages.

Chad was oblivious to the fact that he continued to smoke on his own.

Isla muttered. Her mood instantly turned bad.

He really did not have much experience in taking care of people. There was a girl in the car but he didn't know to restrain himself a little bit.

Her clear eyes flashed with cunning. She came over and reached out to take away the cigarette from Chad's hand.

Chad looked at her inexplicably, "What?"

"It's cool to see you smoking. I want to try it too." With the innocent tone, she followed him and brought the cigarette into her mouth.

"Don't! I've already used it!"

Chad blushed and was about to reach out to stop it when Isla had already taken a puff from the cigarette, not minding that there was his saliva on it.

She coughed.

The price of not knowing how to smoke and taking a puff was that she was choked up.

Chad hurriedly helped her to smooth her breath, "You're still young. Don't learn if you can't smoke. It's not a good thing!"

"Ahem, if it's not a good thing, then why should you smoke? For what you like, I have to learn to like it!"

Her little face was red from choking. And her clear and clean eyes stared earnestly at Chad.

Chad's heart was slightly touched. He immediately grabbed the cigarette from her hand. Then he did not hesitate to extinguish and throw it away. And he opened the car's warm air, opened the external circulation, and the smell of smoke was dispersed out.

"I don't like smoking. I won't even smoke anymore, and you're not allowed to learn how to smoke!"

Isla nodded obediently, hiding the triumph in her eyes. She continued, "So when are you going to teach me martial arts?"

"You really want to learn from me?"

"Of course!" Isla looked at him seriously, "I said, I want to be the sharpest knife in your hand! In the future, when you go on a mission, I'm going to go too. I'm going to help you fight the bad guys!"