Her body was hot and she could still feel his temperature.
Damn it! Due to him, she couldn't focus on cooking, and even put in the wrong seasoning.
Emmett behaved like a househusband. Wearing an apron, he was chopping vegetables carefully, as if just now they hadn't kissed at all.
"Do you want to salt it up? Elaine, you've already put salt in this dish three times. "
"Really? Did I add it three times?"
Elaine turned away in annoyance.
Looking at her, Emmett had to laugh. He leaned over and bent down, and bit Elaine in the ear.
"Oh, I know. You must be unsatisfied about the short kiss just now. Don't worry, we'll continue in your bedroom after dinner. After all, I'll always satisfy my girl."
(⊙_⊙)
Elaine was frozen in surprise.
She was not satisfied? Come on! It's him!
Thinking of what Emmett did, she was frightened. Her legs felt weak as water, but she immediately smiled and flattered Emmett with a dumb face.
"Mr. Smith, you have to work in the afternoon. You can't be too tired at noon. I think you'd better take a rest instead."
Emmett smiled craftily.
"I'm not tired. I have the stamina to continue."
Elaine was despondent. Her lips trembled as she muttered:
"Why don't you find a few more women and take turns to do it? If so, maybe I would not be so pitiful."
"What? What did you say?"
Emmett's ears were so sharp that he immediately fixed his eyes on her.
Elaine was so frightened by his gaze that she squinted and smiled, "I mean, I'm so grateful for your understanding. It's really ... lucky to have such a strong man like you..."
When she spoke of "lucky", there was a shiver in her tone.
What was she saying just now? She even said such things she didn't mean to.
Emmett smiled and rubbed Elaine's head affectionately.
"Never mind. A man has to work harder for his greedy girl."
Elaine was speechless.
Mr. Smith just called white black!
Indeed, wily merchants were all excellent at lying through their teeth.
...
Hazel nervously surrounded Bradley and kept asking him.
"Did you get hurt? Did you feel hurt somewhere? Let me check! Why do you keep shaking your head? Stop shaking now! Answer to me and I'll see where you got hurt. Emmett is very strong and he's good at fighting. You should take it seriously."
Bradley broke out in a cold sweat and he was somewhat exhausted. He collapsed on the sofa and shook his head blankly.
He felt like he had escaped from hell!
Lucas couldn't bear it anymore, and he roared with a dark face:
"Why did you ask him? Even if he got injured, can you check his body? You can't! You are just friends and you need to keep your distance!"
Lucas was so angry that he fiercely lifted up his clothes.
He was furious to see Hazel worrying about another man.
Damn it!
Only then did Hazel notice that Lucas was also in the house.
She turned his head in surprise and looked at Lucas with her beautiful eyes. Then she raised her eyebrows and said:
"Excuse me, are you talking to me?"
"Nonsense, of course! Otherwise, is there anyone else here?"
Lucas took off his coat and hung it up on a hanger. He walked to Hazel and grabbed her at the arm with one hand. After pulling her to his side, he coldly glanced at Bradley on the sofa and barely endured his anger and said,
"Come to my side."
Hazel shook Lucas off right away and stood there akimbo.
"What are you doing? How could you pull at me! You are in my house now. Don't speak to me in a peremptory tone! I hate it!"
Hazel took a few more steps towards Bradley.
She glared at Lucas with defiance.
Lucas blinked his eyes in a rage. He pointed at Bradley and fiercely asked:
...
"Who is he? Why do you care so much about him?"
Bradley really didn't want to get involved in the romance of these wealthy young masters anymore. It was too dangerous. Just as he was about to say that he was just a passer-by, Hazel shouted:
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