“Huh?”


    Vivian Mond froze, thinking that Morris Cheal was still in the bathroom, and if Yara Sain bumped into her, then she would definitely guess what just happened in the bathroom.


    “I said I wanted to go to the bathroom.”


    Yara Sain said as she walked towards the bathroom.


    This action, nearly did not Vivian Mond soul to scare away, her brain is running fast, suddenly eyes bright, pretending to calm grin, “I advise you to go to the bedroom bathroom, inside … inside the stink … … can not squat people. This hotel, the venttion equipment is too poor.”


    “Okay.”


    Seeing Vivian Mond raise her hand in front of her nose and fan it, Yara Sain nodded dumbly and headed for the bedroom.


    Vivian Mond took a few steps into the living room, watched Yara Sain enter the bedroom, and made sure she heard the bathroom door close in the bedroom before she let out a long sigh of relief and immediately pulled the bathroom door open.


    She was greeted by Morris Cheal’s gloomy, inky face.


    His handsome face was slightly angry, and his dark ink-like eyes stared at her unblinkingly,ining of his displeasure.


    “Heh heh heh …”


    Vivian Mond smiled fawningly and immediately went forward, tiptoeing around his neck and giving him a kiss on the cheek, “Oops, honey, I didn’t mean to do that.”


    Just now, in a hurry, seeing Morris Cheal was about toe out, she was forced to kick Morris Cheal into the bathroom.


    Who is Morris Cheal?


    He had never suffered when he was kidnapped by Issac Shaw, but today he was kicked by her, so he was naturally angry.


    The man wrapped his arm around his waist, his eyes narrowed slightly, “Thinking about how you’re going to die?”


    “Yes, yes, yes, think about it, think about it.”


    “What kind of death?”


    “Die of old age, of course.”All rights ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Morris Cheal reached out and pinched her delicate cheek, came up to her, and said in a deep voice, “Delusional. Death, too, must be in ‘bed’.”


    The warning was full of meaning.


    “OK, OK, OK, I’ll die however you say I’ll die.” Vivian Mond took his hand,”You hurry up and go, quickly. Anyter and it will all be exposed.”


    Yanking the man out of the bathroom, she pulled open the bedroom door and pushed Morris Cheal right out.


    “Vivian, you …”


    BANG!!!


    Morris Cheal was about to say something else when, as soon as he turned around, the door to the room flung shut with a bang, smashing directly into Morris Cheal’s nose.


    The man pressed against the door, stiffened, the hands hanging at his side could not stop clenching together.


    The next moment, only to feel a sudden surge of warmth from the nose.


    Gritting his teeth, Morris Cheal raised his hand to touch his nose and nced down at his fingers, which were already scarlet.


    “Damn it!”


    He cursed, his pupils bursting with sparks.


    But suddenly, the corners of his lips curved up again, and he couldn’t help himself.


    A door away, Vivian Mond in the living room, of course, does not know Morris Cheal’s encounter, just a long sigh, walk to the sofa and sit down.


    The mind can’t help but think about the scene that happened in the bathroom at that moment, still can’t stop blushing.


    …


    The next day.


    Vivian Mond and Yara Sain finished breakfast in the dining room, she said: “Yara Sain, you don’t go anywhere today, just stay in your room. I have some urgent business to attend to, so I can’t stay with you.”


    Yara Sain took a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soy milk, took a sip, and raised her eyes to Vivian Mond, her eyes darkened, “Oh, got it.”


    “I’ll have someone send you aputerter, so you can handle yourpany’s business on theputer.”


    “Okay.”


    After breakfast, Vivian Mond sent Yara Sain to her room while she went downstairs and drove back to the night apartment.


    Before going home, Vivian Mond called Morris Cheal, who was waiting for her at home.


    So when Vivian Mond entered the living room door, Morris Cheal was leaning against the door frame waiting for her.


    “What are you doing standing here? You startled me.”


    Vivian Mond was startled to see Morris Cheal when she entered the door.


    “What have you done to be so timid?” Morris Cheal asked in return.


    Vivian Mond gave him a sidelong nce, “I need to tell you what you did yesterday.”


    As she finished her sentence, Morris Cheal took her hand and brought her into his arms, “It doesn’t matter what you did yesterday, but I remember exactly what you promised me yesterday.”


    “Promised you what?”


    Vivian Mond was confused by the sudden question.


    “Ask you ‘how to die’.” He prompted kindly.


    Vivian Mond’s pupils swiveled, and it urred to her that Morris Cheal had said yesterday that she should choose a way to die, and she had said ‘die of old age’, but he had said she should ‘die in bed’.


    “A day without shame and impatience, outside also rumors that you do not close to women, are lying. It’s not like your team has created a personal image for you, is it?”


    Vivian Mond smiled yfully, snuggled into his arms and looked up at him.


    Looking at him up close, she noticed a slight bruise on the bridge of his nose, “What happened to your nose?”


    Vivian Mond asked with a frown, and reached out to touch it, as if he thought it was the color of rubbing on.


    “You tell me.”


    “It’s not like I’m the one who got hurt, so how should I know.”


    The man’s eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of anger surfaced on his deep, three-dimensional face, “Yesterday some guy pushed me out of the room, I turned around and the door panel smashed directly on my nose …”


    Before he could finish his sentence, Vivian Mond instantly understood and couldn’t help but snort out augh.


    “Hahahahaha …”


    Laughing uncontrobly, her mind recalled the embarrassed look of Morris Cheal at that time, she trembled with joy and covered her stomach withughter, “Sorry, sorry, I really … hahaha … Really didn’t mean to, hahaha …”


    She really didn’t mean tough at Morris Cheal, but really had never seen Morris Cheal in such a sorry state.


    Just the image of him getting pped in the face by a door, knocking his nose out of alignment and getting a nosebleed in his head makes him so happy that he can’t stop.


    Not only Vivian Mond thought so, even Morris Cheal had never seen herself embarrassed like that.


    Sheughed out loud, and the man who was slightly angry was also amused by her.


    He stepped forward, picked the woman up in his arms, and headed straight for the bedroom.


    “Hey, Morris Cheal you fuck … hahaha … what are you doing?”


    “What else can I do but you.”


    “Don’t, don’t, I’m notughing at you anymore, I’m really notughing at you.” Vivian Mond shook his head and reached up and swore to heaven, “I really won’tugh … pfft …”


    Before a word was spoken, she couldn’t help but poof again, and finally seeing that Morris Cheal was really going to ‘punish’ her, she stifled a stiffugh, “No moreughing, really no moreughing.”


    Then she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck and swayed petntly, “My body can’t take it anymore, just let me go.”


    Morris Cheal hugged her hand and pped her on the PP, “Noughing now? It’s toote.”


    In the end, Vivian Mond did not escape Morris Cheal’s clutches.


    Only this time the man did not deliberately prolong the time, but also took more than an hour to solve.


    Vivian Mondy on the bed exhausted, staring at him with sad little eyes, “Morris Cheal, you’ll never get a wife like that.”


    She doesn’t shout ‘Morris’ anymore either, she just calls it ‘Morris Cheal’!