nca Roach nestled in Matthew Grant’s arms, wondering what Rutledge’s real purpose was, and simply voicing the doubts in her mind.


    Matthew Grant didn’t say anything, looking soberly at nca Roach.


    When they went to bedst night, neither of them had showered, and nca Roach hadn’t even taken off her makeup, so she didn’t know that she was now a big mess.


    nca Roach with such a face, a serious talking to him about things cute look, let Matthew Grant inexplicably feel very heartwarming.


    A very meaty phrase suddenly came to his mind, perhaps this is love?


    “Matthew, are you listening to me or not.”


    nca Roach realized that he seemed to be lost in thought and put a hand on his waist to pinch it, but his body was still in good shape and he didn’t have any fat.


    Matthew Grant smiled at her look of distress, and with two strong arms he took hold of her thin waist and lifted it upward until she was at eye level with himself.


    “Hey …”


    “Listening.”


    Matthew Grant replied in a low voice as the two nose-to-nose and ambiguous scents began to flow between them.


    nca Roach thought again ofst night, when the drugs had worn off, but Matthew Grant still had a death grip on her waist to keep her from escaping, forcing her to endure burst after burst of extinguishing pleasure.


    She avoided Matthew Grant’s revealing stare.


    “Not now, I … I’m still sore down there.”N?velDrama.Org holds this content.


    Matthew Grant said with amusement and distress.


    “What’s on your mind, Blossom, it’s time to get up.”


    nca Roach got a chill on her body, looked at him already sitting up from the bed, and then reacted that she had been tricked.


    Her almond eyes were wide and her dumbfounded look made Matthew Grant more and more tickled.


    His self-control in nca Roach is already weak, nca Roach this unconscious emitting seductive aura, but also let him hard to fight.


    Matthew Grant put his hands on her sides and slowly approached her.


    “Or do you actually want me to rey what happenedst night, all over again?”


    nca Roach hurriedly pushed him away and got up from the bed.


    “I don’t want to!”


    She hurriedly ran for the shower and locked the door, only to be nearly shocked by herself in the mirror again.


    Eye shadow was smudged, lipstick was long gone, and foundation was smudged beyond recognition, this was too ugly …


    The actual fact is that she was just talking to Matthew Grant in this image?


    nca Roach now really wants to have a hole in the ground to bury herself in.


    When she came out after washing up, Matthew Grant was almost ready.


    The two of them went downstairs together to the lobby for breakfast.


    Yesterday’s party hade to an end, and the most coveted award for best dressed was indeed won by Cecelia at the end of the party.


    nca Roach was not surprised by the result, but it was a pity that she had not had the chance to ask Cecelia if she would like to be the spokesperson for her brand.


    But there’s no need to rush, as the future is long.


    As nca Roach ate her te of raw eggs, she looked up and saw Matthew Grant sitting across from her, and asked worriedly.


    “What’s wrong Matthew?”


    Matthew Grant subconsciously turned the tablet off in his hand, not wanting her to see what was going on online.


    “Nothing.”


    But how could this be hidden?


    nca Roach, with a suspicious look on her face, took out her phone and opened it to find that the various topics about her on the Inte were already very hot.


    And the topic is vaguely getting more and more biased.


    The more nca Roach looked at it, the more she frowned, and when she finally saw it, she calmed down and stood up and said to Matthew Grant.


    “Matthew, it looks like yourpany’s team ofwyers needs to lend me a hand.”