Chapter 1107 She Is Not Angry
Chapter 1107 She Is Not Angry
However, the phone wasn’t connected, because they could
international calls
Feeling a little annoyed, the hung up the phone, then fell onto the bed and rolled around a few times
For the next few days, Onys was at home, and he had to eat the porridge she made every morning Hence, Jessica had no choice but to wake up
early to make porridge
On this day, Ouys came downstairs. Since it was still early and there was no one in the living room, the maid hadn’t come to clean at this hour.
When he reached the living room, he heard some noise from the kitchen. Then he walked to the kitchen to take a look.
When she saw the woman sleeping and cooking porridge, she almost hit her head on the dining table several times.
Onyx couldn’t help but smile when he saw this. Then, he strode to her side and turned his head to take a look.
Sure enough, her eyes were closed, and her head fell down. Suddenly, she straightened and stretched out her hand to stir the pot.
Sensing that there was someone beside her, she turned her head and jumped in fright.
“Ah…”
When she retreated to the side, her waist was protected by a hand, otherwise she would hit that spot heavily
His face was very close to her. His handsome features carried a trace of tenderness after waking up. Compared to the usual him, he was now a
little warmer.
Although it was not quite right to describe him with the word warm, he did not have the sharpness he used to have.
The two of them looked at each other, and Jessica’s eyes widened.
Following that, she realized that it was Onyx, and she hurriedly patted him.
“Let go of me.”
The two of them were so close that she was not used to it. When the man smelled the faint scent of orchid on her body, his gaze changed slightly.
“What perfume are you using?”
Jessica’s eyes flickered. When did she use perfume? What is he talking about?
Hence, she was even more rude. She patted his shoulder hard, intentionally trying to shake his wound.
Although the man felt a little pain, he did not frown.
He pulled back the hand that was fiddling with her waist and took a few steps back. Then, he peeped at the porridge on the stove.
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