He couldn’t convince himself that nca Roach and Paddy were having a good meal, how could they be hugging each other while they were eating?


    After nca Roach averted her eyes, she thought Matthew Grant woulde to coax her, but she didn’t hear any response even after so long.


    The air was getting frozen, and this quiet atmosphere made her feel ufortable at the moment.


    nca Roach awkwardly raised her hand and touched her nose, not even knowing how to swing her feet.


    Finally, Matthew Grant spoke up and said, “Okay, that’s an exnation that passes you by, so what’s with Paddy hugging you?”


    He still couldn’t hold back the question, although Matthew Grant kept telling himself in his heart to calm down, calm down, but mentioning this matter, he still couldn’t control his anger.Text content ? N?velDrama.Org.


    So much so that when speaking, the voice are lowered a lot of people, so that the atmosphere was originally frozen, at the moment added some cold air.


    Matthew Grant gaze ghostly look to nca Roach’s shoulder, where, exactly where Paddy just touched.


    The more you think about it, the angrier you get, the more that scene seems to linger.


    nca Roach’s lips moved slightly, ready to exin.


    Matthew Grant, with a sullen face, pulled her over and kissed her hard on both lips.


    Slightly punitive, Matthew Grant lightly bit nca Roach’s soft lips.


    nca Roach was dazed by the kiss, suddenly her shoulder was cold, and Matthew Grant’s big hand reached up.


    Fingers lightly traced over the shoulder, sweeping like a feather, nca Roach cringed and said vaguely, “Well … that tickles.”


    Matthew Grant’s eyes darkened ayer, he moved his lips away and shifted to nca Roach’s shoulder, his lips encroaching on the piece inch by inch.


    asionally a wicked bite, he wants to remove the ce, Paddy’s taste all, leaving only his.


    The extremely ambiguous action made nca Roach’s heart stir and her body go limp.


    Her cheeks flushed slightly and she said, almost begging, “Matthew Grant, I was wrong, get up.”


    For Matthew Grant, this was not enough, and he went on as he pleased until he thought there was really no trace of Paddy there, and then he let nca Roach go.


    By now, nca Roach was dazed, her eyes watery, half her shoulders exposed, and she cowered in her seat, looking at Matthew Grant with shame and annoyance.


    Matthew Grant took nca Roach’s jacket off without saying a word, and then put his own clothes on, which was satisfied, then, he came close to nca Roach, thin lips a closed: “Good, now you only have the smell of me. Remember, no man other than me can touch you, not even a fingernail.


    The corners of nca Roach’s mouth twitched and the remaining flutter in her heartpletely vanished as she muttered, “Childish.”


    “What?” Matthew Grant didn’t hear her and moved a few more inches closer.


    As he spoke, hot air sprayed on nca Roach’s face, reminding her of the scene she had just witnessed.


    nca Roach coughed lightly, sat her body upright, pulled the distance between them, and said instead, “I mean, it was because I suddenly felt sick to my stomach that Paddy helped me out, and I was going to go to the bathroom to throw up, but I didn’t know I’d run into you.”


    Speaking of which, she paused and said gloomily, “And your newest peach blossom, Yvonne.”


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