Village Girl is a Billionaire novel Chapter 107

Swanstrom subconsciously turned his head to look at him, only Khalid only in the lower part of the bath towel, his toned body is visible.

Especially the sexy mermaid line, a drop of water slid down his mermaid line and into the bath towel he was wearing around his lower body.

Swanstrom's face instantly flushed red and sheepishly averted her eyes as she asked, "Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

"Didn't bring any clothes." Khalid took it for granted.

"I'll get it ......," Swanstrom said, not wanting to lock eyes with Khalid and lifting his foot to go to the door.

But the next moment she was swept up in Khalid's arms.

The heat from his body was instantly pressed against her back, a searing, ambiguous temperature.

Swanstrom's head exploded with a "boom--" and reflexively pushed Khalid away, jumping far away, wrapping his arms around himself and looking at Khalid in horror.

"What are you doing?!"

Khalid look a meal, he just anxious, pulled her into the arms, there is no other idea.

Just so a hug, he felt her thin waist in the end how thin, so the body so easy to take a cold shower to go down the temperature came up again.

He said annoyed, "What can I do? I'm just stopping you, don't think too much about it."

Swanstrom gave Khalid a suspicious sweep and asked, "What are you stopping me for?"

"They're not coming that fast, so go into the bedroom and I'll see who it is." Khalid said, side stepping in the direction of the bedroom, gesturing for her to hide inside.

Swanstrom paused, nodded, and raised his feet to walk quickly into the bedroom.

The bedroom still smells like the residual body wash from Khalid's shower.

She couldn't help but have Khalid's face in her head.

But the next instant, Swanstrom shook his head vigorously, shaking off all the things that were not clear in his mind.

Now is not the time to think about that.

She gently leaned over the door and listened to the movement outside.

All she heard was Khalid pulling open the door and asking coldly, "What can I do for you at this late hour?"

Swanstrom's nerves are shot, and it's really not Khalid's guy!

Luckily Khalid had an extra eye, otherwise things might have been exposed.

Swanstrom breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the voice of a low, muffled, middle-aged man.

"I just came to see if you've had too much to drink and to bring you an antidote."

"No, I'm not drunk, I have important things to do, don't bother me again."

Khalid's voice was cold and without any ups and downs.

But what he said was enough to misunderstand everything.

"Yes, yes! I won't disturb your rest, so I'll go rest too." The man's voice carried a distinct smile.