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Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 825

He gently followed Monique's hair over and over again.

Monique's eyes widened as if she had been pointed.

Who was she? Where was she? What was she doing?

However, she had not recovered from the shock just now.

Her lips were covered with a touch of warmth and softness.

Accompanied by his clear smell, all her senses and senses were covered.

Monique felt blank in her mind, as if she was floating in the sky on a cloud.

Her eyes were wide open and she didn't move at all. She couldn't even think at all.

After an unknown period of time, his warm and gentle lips left hers.

Perhaps the lips just now were too gentle, and she had an illusion that it was not enough.

"Are you okay?" Henry raised his eyebrows, and his look was soft.

His tone was also extremely gentle.

Monique was still thinking. When she heard this, she nodded mechanically and then shook her head.

Henry then wondered if she had hit something.

He picked up Monique from his arms. "Did you hit somewhere?"

His was very worried as his deep and magnetic voice sounded.

Before Monique could reply, Henry began to check Monique's body.

But she was like a statue, allowing him to examine her.

After checking around and finding no injuries on Monique's body, Henry breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at Monique stunned there, she thought that she was still sad about what she had said to Yvonne in the lounge.

He was touching her face with tears.

Her delicate skin made people love her and feel sorry for her.

"Did you cry just now?" Henry's charming black eyes were a little deep, and her low voice was soft and moist.

Monique looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.

Was this person really Henry?

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