Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 962

Henry carried Little Nomi back to his room.

Looking at the slender figure sitting on the bed, Henry's dark and deep eyes were full of doting light.

Monique felt the deep gaze on her back.

Then she turned around.

And she met Henry's dark eyes.

She stopped breathing slightly.

Henry was tall and straight, wearing a white T-shirt.

He rarely wore a T-shirt, and he usually wore a shirt and a coat.

He should be in a hurry to come back, so he didn't have time to put on his coat.

He had a handsome face, straight eyebrows, a straight nose, and a tall and straight figure. His beauty was impeccable.

The T-shirt on him made him not as cold as usual.

He was more like a school hunk, handsome and suffocating.

There seemed to be a bottomless force in his elegant and noble appearance that was about to swallow her up.

Monique quickly looked away like a thief. She turned to look at the picture book pressed on her hand and pursed her lips. "Little Nomi wants you to read it for her."

"I know." Henry raised his sword-shaped eyebrows slightly.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and a pair of black charming eyes flashed with light.

He rubbed Little Nomi's little head lovingly and sat down in front of Monique with Little Nomi in his arms.

As he approached, the air seemed to be smelled a faint, pleasant male scent.

"Can I read this book? Little Nomi." Monique waved the painting in her slender hand.

Little Nomi nodded obediently. "Okay."

The most important thing for her was not which one to read, but to be accompanied by her daddy and mommy.

Monique began to read as usual, but she didn't know that she was particularly serious and reluctant to leave.

Henry was trying hard to show off and acting like the big gray wolf, and Little Nomi tried hard to smile.