Chapter 889


    Kingsley chucked and pinned her down on the sofa.


    Sherman wore a low-necked blouse. His stubble pricked her delicate skin, Sherman blushed and shied away.


    Just then, Kingsley''s phone rang. He propped himself up and looked at the phone, but he didn''t answer it.


    Sherman remembered that she had to call Grace, so she picked up her phone. However, she found that her phone service had


    been canceled. She looked at Kingsley and asked, "Can | make a call on your phone?"


    At the same time, Kingsley received a message. He looked at it, squinted, and said gently to Sherman," Okay, wait a moment..."


    As he spoke, he deleted that message and handed her his phone...


    Sherman called Grace and asked what she was doing.


    Grace said she was putting on makeup, getting facials and shopping, preparing to bring down all evil forces!


    Sherman was speechless.


    Sherman thought her worries were all for naught.


    Grace had a personality that did not take anything to heart. It seemed that she was not afraid even if the


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    "Oh, whose phone are you calling me from?" The number seemed strange to Grace, but unusual because there were several


    nines and eights.


    Sherman said calmly, "Have a guess!"


    "You think you can fool me with your little tricks? Quit pretending. It''s my prince charming, right?"


    "Come on, if you dare to say that my man is your prince charming again, don''t me me for turning against you!" Sherman


    gritted her teeth, squinted, and lowered her voice.


    Hearing that, Grace became more unbridled, "Hoho! What a possessive woman! You can make me shut up, but how can you


    stop the thoughts in my mind?"


    "Wow, you little bitch!" Sherman cursed with a smile. | n fact, she was teasing Grace, trying to make her happy and rxed.


    "Since you know | am a little bitch, why are you talking to me so long? Well, | have to hang up. | see a gorgeous dress. I''m gonna


    look at it."


    Sherman raised her eyebrows and turned to find Kingsley sipping water, wearing his white shirt.


    Sherman handed him his phone and wondered how much he had heard.


    Kingsley''s warm fingertips brushed her hand unintentionally, and Sherman quivered. Kingsley put his phone in his pocket and


    stared at her affectionately, "Do you mean me by ‘my man''?" ‘God, had he heard it from the beginning?’ Sherman thought.


    Sherman''s face was burning, and she looked away, trying to change the subject, "I''m thirsty."


    Kingsley chuckled, stepped forward, handed her a ss of water, and stared at her, "Really, are you thirsty or hot?"


    When she said domineeringly that Kingsley was her man, she squinted and smiled faintly.


    Sherman was thirsty and hot. She was hot because his eyes were too hot. Then she finished the water off i n one long swallow.


    Kingsley cupped her face with hisrge hands, leaned down, and his hot breath sprayed out, "I love it when you''re being


    possessive about me. | really love it..."


    Sherman blushed, and her heart beat faster. She even dared not meet his soulful eyes.


    Kingsley kissed her lips and her neck over and over again, sometimes tenderly and sometimes wildly.


    He took off his white shirt and revealed his sinewy body.


    Outside the window, the winter sun was shining brightly, and the curtains were fluttering slowly.


    Sherman was tired and sleepy. She was naked, and Kingsley kissed her shoulder lovingly, "We can sleep


    for a while..."


    Sherman was drowsy, and his gentle words were more like mellow wine, lulling her to sleep.


    Sherman''s weariness was tinged with joy and warmth.


    Soon after she fell asleep, Kingsley’''s


    phone rang again. He immedi ial


    reached f rihephoae ard answered


    , ‘anise


    it) afr to wake her up, he went


    quietly to the window to talk on the


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    After listening to the caller say a few


    words, he frowned, squinted, and


    looked a little sarigusctlerepied iG


    the caller, ''￥bu don''t have toe


    for the time being. | will go to


    Lanechett and Norwood when | am


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    The caller replied to him something,


    and Kingsley rubbed his tem lesy ite


    nced at Shera’ Silgdre ondly


    analsate td the caller, "Youe over


    when I''m settled. All right..." Please


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    Their call did notst long, maybe two or three minutes.


    After that, Kingsley sipped his coffee and held her in his arms.