The Love Book

The man wiped his hair and faintly commanded, “Come here, blow your hair!”

Phoebe Barnes hesitated for a second, swallowed soundlessly, climbed out of bed and found the hair dryer in her bare feet.

“You sit on the bed, it’s too high.”

The man did not say anything, naturally went to the bed and sat down, closed his eyes and let her fiddle with it.

The warm breeze blowing on his face, gentle movements caressing his scalp, neither of them talking, except for the sound of the hair dryer, inexplicably more than a touch of harmony.

This harmony makes Phoebe Barnes feel like she’s stepping back in time for a moment.

She patiently blew his short hair completely dry, then put down the hair dryer and ran to the changing room to give and he took a new set of robes.

The man is lifting up a handsome face, some wry smile looking at her, “Immediately have to take off, and why wear again?”

“…”

Phoebe Barnes was dumbfounded, before she could react, her body was pulled forward by a force, and she instantly fell on the bed, her head still dead, and the tall dark shadow in front of her overlapped.

She stuttered for a moment, “You, what are you doing?”

“Phoebe Barnes, that’s a false opening, you really think you’re pure?” The man looked down at her in a condescending manner, his large palm brushing against her lips, his eyes eerily intense black.

Phoebe Barnes bit her lip heavily, her little face red to the point of dripping blood, “Is this your intention to … make up?”

After asking she regretted it, she did not know why she would suddenly get off such a sensitive question, he can come over, she should feel happy, so ask is too much.

As a matter of fact, the man smiled in a good and neat way, sexy lazy tone of voice, through some playful and cool, just not any tender and loving, “reconciliation? When did we ever make up? You don’t let me go out and find a woman, and you don’t let me find a woman in my own home? Hmm?”

The man said, his big palm had ripped open her robe.

Phoebe Barnes’ face changed instantly and her heart felt like it was pierced by an ice pick.

The man just raised his hand and squeezed it down with one hand, and his low, mute voice with a crisp breath sprayed over, “Want to run away again? I thought you would want it too, seeing as you’ve been running to my room numerous times a month.”

Phoebe Barnes’ eyes widened for a moment, extremely shocked, “You, how do you … know?”

The man’s sight was extremely deep as he stared at her suddenly red and white face, “Not to mention here, every corner of this Jiangcheng is also in my sight.”

The main bedroom and the second bedroom are equipped with surveillance, and he only happened to find this woman idle in the house during the day to run to the second bedroom.

Phoebe Barnes had the embarrassment of being caught in the act, looked away and stammered an explanation, “I had nothing to do at home, I just wanted to clean your room.”

Kemp Ross hooked his lips and cleaned the room?

It’s true that he was cleaning the room, but that sneaky look he really didn’t dare to compliment, so he laughed sarcastically and said, “Isn’t this a sign of your loneliness and emptiness?”

The handsome face under the black hair is no longer lazy, and there is no longer that sexy flavor just now, but suddenly there is an additional layer of danger, followed by Phoebe Barnes pretty face fiercely white, subconsciously whispered a scream, “Uh … not… …”

Cold fingers stabbed into her body.

Kemp Ross face has been covered with a layer of faint indifference, in addition to slightly disturbed breathing, even the voice has not changed, “I am now giving you a chance to please me, the next play of the female lead is you.”

She would rather run to John Lu, rather than come to him to beg, so close and far, how long does she want to pretend?

“I don’t want … Kemp Ross, you let go of me!”

If he is just using this to humiliate her, she doesn’t want it, not anymore …

The white face was soaked with sweat, tears in the eyes, full of humiliation and aggravation.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

She loves him so much, yet he seems to treat her like a free woman to satisfy his desires.

She would rather he be as cold as ice as he was before than the brutality he is now.

Kemp Ross said indifferently, “I haven’t even started, and you don’t want it? You don’t want such a good opportunity? Or do you think you can get more by committing yourself to someone else?”

The entire Jiangcheng, rich without his power, power without his money, although he simply do not bother to care about her business, but who let her now occupy the name of Mrs. Fu.

Others do not know, John Lu want to find out is very simple.

“Ah … Kemp Ross, no!”

The sound of a woman crying has drowned out all sounds.

The man frowned a bit at the noise, snapped the back of her head and directly lowered his head to block her lips.

“Oooh …”

The latter is all water under the bridge, probably forbidden for a month men finally found a reason.

Almost after midnight, Kemp Ross finally finished, looking at the sleeping woman at his side, with the traces of undried tears still on her face, his deep eyes had returned to their usual coolness.

He slowly got up, casually put on a robe, got up from the bed and walked to the balcony that led outside.

The night wind blew out that last trace of affection, he took out a cigarette and lit one, put it to his mouth, and dialed a phone out by hand.

After a dozen seconds of ringing, an angry voice came from the other side, “Can you not call me after midnight next time? Your own work and rest is chaotic and you’re bringing me along.”

Kemp Ross took a drag on his cigarette, ignored his anger, and asked indifferently, “You’ve been getting close to John Lu lately?”

Wind Rong’s cool and gloomy voice came slowly, “Big brother, what time is it? You didn’t suddenly remember to fall in love with the old man and plan to confess your love, right?”

Kemp Ross frowned slightly and returned lightly, “I just got done – making love, are you sure you want to wonder about that?”

Wind Rong, “…”

“Why didn’t I realize before that you’re a fucking bitch. I was walking a piece with John Lu, just discussing an undeveloped site that we both had our eye on at the same time, but he didn’t want it much, but didn’t seem to want to give it up.”

“Where’s the land?”

Wind Rong laughs lightly, “is the old orphanage there, last year to start the demolition, recently to speed up the progress.”

Hearing about the old orphanage, Kemp Ross’ eyes instantly went cold, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

Wind Rong and laugh, “a few months ago, that woman is still a dead seven years, seven years have never seen you mention a word, you do not even love people still love that what broken place.”