NovelStartShe was right by his side, and they had a cute kid. Why should he be in a hurry?
No matter how cold her heart was once frozen, he warmed her up a little, until she belonged to him completely.
The lost daughter, Iris, must not want them to live in pain forever either.
Andres will have another sibling.
"What are you doing?" Joyce struggled in his arms for a moment and looked around. Luckily Ivy wasn't in the living room.
"Nothing, just wanted to hug you." Luther's voice was mushy in her ear.
He intends to act as if nothing is wrong, revert to his old rogue's accent, and soften up with her.
He knows her weakness, she is soft-hearted. The most crucial thing is that she can't let him get hurt.
He was actually a little smug in his heart. Because he found that since he said he had broken a few ribs, every the held her
forcibly, she never resisted him with force, fearing that his injured sternum, would crack again.
"Let go!" Joyce pushed him, this twith a little more force.
"Hmm." Luther pretended to muffle a grunt, his handsbrow furrowed, his expression looking a little pained.
"What's wrong?" Joyce tensed up at once. Reaching out, she touched his tight chest, "Did you shoot at you that day and the impact
of the bullet was too great, causing the old wound to recur?"
She reached out her hands carelessly, crossing the lines of his muscles, making him almost lose control of himself. He really want
to eat her up immediately.
"Let's go to the hospital and get a chest X-ray, which we neglected before." She suggested.
"It's not necessary." He laughed lowly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJoyce looked up and gave him a blank look, "You're not a doctor, how do you know if something is wrong?"
"You're not me, so how do you know if I'm okay?" He asked rhetorically.
Joyce is speechless, "..."
He suddenly took hold of her fidgeting hand, "It's really okay, no need to go to the hospital. But if you keep touching, I'll really be
fine."
His look, full of complacency, as he expected, she has him in her heart, every the was hurt, her anxious expression can not be
deceived. No hurry, take your time, he will let her unload her heart little by little, let her completely belong to him.
Joyce's cheeks burst into flames, flushed inside and out.
He smiled wickedly and took the opportunity to lean down and kiss her seductive red lips.
For fear of losing control, he did not dare to kiss her too deeply, but only superficially between her lips and teeth.
She struggled a few times, not wanting to make more noise, and gave up.
Kissing and kissing, and | don't know whose phone rang.
Joyce woke up with a start and stared into his hateful eyes, but he was still biting her lips and wouldn't let go, and she pinched his
arm with irritation.
He ate the pain and finally let go of her.
"The phone is ringing." Joyce took the phone out of her pocket, it was her phone ringing, "Karl is calling."
When Luther heard this, he immediately looked serious.
Now, it's far from the twhen they can rest easy.
Joyce presses the answer button and presses the speakerphone at the stime.
"Hey, anything new?" She asked.
"Something's happened to Charlotte." Karl got straight to the point and kept it short and sweet.
Joyce and Luther looked at each other, both puzzled.
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