The Reunion After Seven Years novel Chapter 518

The faint mint scent was familiar to Nicole.

Kerr bent over directly laid down Nicole's seat

"HMM... No! " Nicole reached out her hand to push Kerr away. This was the garage, and it was the rush hour to and off work. Although Kerr's car window was special, she didn't feel safe at all.

Noticing Nicole's nervousness, Kerr held her hand and gave her a deep and gentle kiss. His broad palm extended from her hand to her arm.

Nicole turned her head to avoid Kerr's kiss and looked out of the window.

"Kerr! I don't want to! " Nicole said that seriously and frowned.

In her opinion, this kind of thing should be sweet. She shouldn't be so nervous, which made her feel scared.

Kerr looked up at Nicole and asked, "What's wrong?" He had never thought that Nicole would refuse him.

In fact, Kerr didn't intend to do anything to her. He just wanted to frighten her.

After all, it was necessary for Nicole to remember that no matter what kind of problem she would encounter in the future, she should inform him as soon as possible.

Nicole sat up, adjusted her seat and tidied up her clothes. Fortunately, there were no obvious wrinkles on her clothes. She turned around and looked at Kerr's dark face.

"Kerr... This is in the company. We still have a lot of time when we go back home. " Nicole held Kerr's hand and didn't want him to be unhappy about it.

Kerr glanced at Nicole, "Are you afraid?" Looking at Nicole's aggrieved face, Kerr reached out his hand to touch her chin. He didn't intend to blame her.

"If you get the lesson, you have to tell me what you are doing all the time." Kerr said lightly.

It was at this time that Nicole realized that Kerr was talking about this.

She leaned on Kerr's shoulder with a smile.

"I know. Don't worry. I'm sorry to make you worried." Nicole found herself narrow-minded. No matter what happened, her feelings were the most important in Kerr's heart.

After kissing on Nicole's forehead, Kerr took her to his office.

Time passed by day by day.

Sitting in the office, Nicole looked at the time on the desk circled by herself on the calendar. Perhaps the handwriting on the agreement she signed today would slowly disappear.

She was finally relieved.

On the wharf.

Sitting in the car, Moore looked at the newly released products on the ship. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he had seen a huge profit.

He started the car and drove away from the dock.

But ten minutes later, Moore's phone rang. He pressed the Bluetooth headset on his ear and asked, "what's up?" There was obvious joy in Moore's words.