Mica is not a pretentious girl, and now that Nico has said so, Mica is quick to open up.


    “If it’s about being a girlfriend, I don’t let my boyfriend cheat on me. Like Melita’s before, as my consortium it’s fine, I have no right to interfere, but as my boyfriend, it disgusts me.”


    Nico’s dark eyes stared at her and snorted, reaching up to tweak her soft earlobe, “Didn’t you turn me off the same way when I was your consortium?”


    Mica frowned slightly as if she’d been exposed, fleeing from his fingers ravaging her earlobe. “Nico, how do you really feel about me?”.


    “Don’t you know?”


    “…” How was she to know? She wasn’t a worm in his belly.


    Nico walked up to her with his long legs, his dark eyes burning into her brimming lips, and said sweetly, “Do you think I’d be so idle as to tangle with a woman I don’t like for almost two years?”


    I liked her.


    The word,ing from Nico’s mouth, is inexplicably out of ce.


    But Mica’s heart was beating much faster, and Nico moved a little closer to her, and Mica unconsciously took a step back, but her back had already hit a hard wall and there was no turning back.


    Mica only felt a dryness in her mouth, “You … like you?”


    Nico saw her blush in a rare moment and her eyebrows tinged with a slight smile as she teased, “You’re still shy.”


    Mica: … Do you think anyone is like him? That cheeky.


    But Mica was sensible, after all, and looked up and asked directly, “If you like me, how can you go six months withouting to see me? If you like me, why did you get involved with Melita six months ago? ”


    “And who the hell is Melita?” wondered Nico, who from the time we met until now kept talking about Melita.


    “…” Mica just wondered, “The actress you were with at the World Trade Hotel six months ago, Mr. Nico doesn’t remember? It seems that Mr. Nico is really a noble man who forgets things.”N?velDrama.Org content.


    Mica reminded him and Nico remembered he existed, “Oh…. you mean the female model, the one who randomly picked up the gossip, I didn’t ask her name.”


    Mica was furious to see his unfocused look, “Mr. Nico even sleeps with someone and doesn’t even ask her name? That’s a big heart.”


    “Who said I was sleeping with her? I said I wouldn’t sleep with two women at the same time.”


    Is this deliberate gossip – to increase KPIs and exposure?


    Seeing that Mica didn’t say anything, Nico looked down and pinched her earlobe again, sighing lightly. “As for noting to you for six months…. you don’te to me, I’m a consortium stumbling around, do you think so?”


    As soon as Mica looked up, her eyes met his deep, dark eyes and her heart skipped a beat.


    Nico took her cool hand and ced it around the waist of his open coat, tugging her arm and pulling her into a full embrace.


    “So, girlfriend, can you ask your boyfriend toe home to sleep now?”


    The two stood on the cold, windy staircase for over an hour, almost freezing.


    Mica, however, buried her face in his chest, “You didn’t ask me to be your girlfriend just for the sleeping thing?”


    Nico looked down and whispered in her ear, “Of course… it’s not, it’s just for the road.”


    “…” and say it’s not?


    Nico reaches down and grabs his girlfriend in a horizontal hug.


    Mica is so startled that her slippers almost fall off her feet.


    Nico enters with her in his arms.


    At Salomon Olivo’s birthday party, Nico didn’t eat much, the birthday cake was sweet and cloying and he didn’t like those things, instead he drank a lot of wine on an empty stomach.


    Mica remembered that there were still frozen meatballs in the fridge, “There are frozen meatballs, do you want to eat them?”.


    “You only give your boyfriend frozen meatballs, huh?” Nico frowned, thinking she didn’t appreciate it.


    “… Don’t eat it and forget it.”


    She made these meatballs with her when her grandmother came over, and she didn’t even bother to eat them herself.


    The stuffed vegetables are purely organic and environmentally friendly, grown by my grandmother in the vige fields.


    Nico pursed his thin lips in distaste and lectured her, “You won’t even let your boyfriend eat frozen meatballs, do you want to starve your boyfriend to death?”


    “…”


    How can you have such a difficult boyfriend?


    I’m really impressed, is she lucky to have a boyfriend like that or is he a disaster for her?


    Mica put some frozen meatballs in cold water on the floor, which she had wrapped herself and which were quiterge. “Are twelve enough?”


    “Do you take me for a pig?”


    Mica: “… I’m not afraid you’re hungry.”


    Nico’s thin lips curved up and he wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his chin on her shoulder as he watched the boiling water in the pot and asked, “When will these meatballs be cooked?”


    Mica was pressed against his neck and her head was tilted slightly to one side, a little ufortable, but she let him hold her like that. “When the dumplings float and the skin turns transparent, they’re cooked.”


    The water in the pot made a soft boiling noise and for the first night of the new year, Mica didn’t expect to win a boyfriend.


    The loneliness of New Year’s Eve seems to have faded a lot now that I’m cuddling with my boyfriend and preparing a snack in the warmth of the kitchen.


    Boundless peace.


    Even tonight, when I crossed New Year’s Eve with Pastora Apostol in the City of Night, I didn’t feel any better than I do now.


    I don’t know if it’s better to havepany, a new year, or Nico.


    Mica couldn’t tell the difference and looked up to see the side of his face. This boyfriend was really handsome, so handsome that when you saw him, you wanted to reach out and touch his face.


    “Why are you looking at your boyfriend?” Nico looked at her yfully.


    Mica suddenly remembered the time six months ago when he blocked out chili for her. During that period, he was blind for several days and didn’t feel anything at the time, only that it was right for him to be by her side and take care of him when he was even blind for her.


    But when I think about it now, it touches me somehow.


    Mica said, “I just thought I was a little ufortable with you suddenly bing my boyfriend and I wanted to see more of you to get used to it.”


    Nico: “Good conscience.”


    Mica doesn’t know how long Nico’s affair willst, but for now, at least she feels they’re not bad together.


    In retrospect, it seems like I used to have fun with Nico, but she treated that fun as normal.


    I don’t think so.


    During the six months of separation, the thoughts weren’t much stronger, but it was undeniable that I missed him.


    By the time we met tonight, the feeling of a thousand waves surging from the bottom of Mica’s heart was also real.


    With the benefit of hindsight, she realized that she also … liked this man named Nico.


    It’s like.


    Mica skimmed her eyes and nced at the meatballs in the pot with a moment’s notice. “Do you want to take a shower first?”


    Nico felt like she was hinting at him to take a bath, for no other reason than to do just that.


    Hisrge hand around her waist, his palm warmer, his thin lips pressed to her ear and kissed her, his voice husky as he asked, “Do you miss me?”


    “…” Mica blushed and tried to pull her hand away, only to be kissed by him against the kitchen table in a long, heavenly kiss.


    Only when Dumpling finally pounced did Mica push him away.


    After Mica served the dumplings, Nico sat to the side and dipped them in the sauce, Mica sat with one hand on her chin and looked up at him, “Is it good?”


    Mica was about to open her mouth when Nico bent it and stuck it in hers.


    Mica: “…”


    Herees that trick again.


    After Nico took the bun into his mouth, he lowered his head, covered her lips and took it.


    Mica blushed at this, but Nico gave her a bandit smile and looked at her kindly and asked, “Is it good?”


    Mica reached out and took a bun from her te, dipped it in some sauce and ate it in her mouth, saying, “It’s still better this way.”


    Nico: “…”


    After the snack, Mica looked for Nico’s clothes and found a pair of his underwear in the closet, the same ones he had left her earlier.


    Mica tossed the clothes to him.


    Nico caught them in one hand, looked at her and sneered with a curved lip, “You still have my underwear, are you waiting for me toe to your door to sleep?”


    “That waited for you, I just forgot to lose it.”


    Nico threw his clothes over his shoulder and went into the bathroom to shower.


    Mica sat on the nket in the living room watching TV for a while when Nico came out of the bathroom and was so engrossed in watching that she didn’t notice him.


    Until the bare chest pressed against her back and Mica turned her head to look at him, holding the remote control.


    Nico took the remote out of her hand and turned off the TV at once, “Watching such a boring drama, as good as your boyfriend?”


    “…”


    Mica was trapped in his arms, Nico was topless and he smelled nice, fresh and clean from the shower gel.


    It had been too long since the two had been intimate and Mica felt a little disoriented for a moment.


    But Nico asks a serious question, “To do or not to do?”.


    “…”