Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me

The warm sunshine covered the ground with a layer of golden light, and the sky was very clean. Occasionally, goose passed by and left traces.

Nina walked forward in a daze, but there was silence. She didn't know how long she had walked. When she really couldn't walk, she sat on the ground.

At this time, the surrounding environment was changing little by little, and the sound beside her ears gradually became lively. The traffic was heavy and the voice was intertwined. She sat on the steps of a building.

Nina slowly stood up and turned around to look at the building. She saw the words "Time Group".

A blurry figure walked out. It was not until the figure approached that Nina saw his face clearly.

"Nini, have you been waiting for a long time? Let's go shopping now." Noah smiled and touched her head.

When he lowered his hand, Nina grabbed his hand and put it on her face. Her eyes were blurred and she asked, "Isn't my face easy to pinch?"

"I don't know." Noah smiled like the sun in March. The temperature was just right, and his fingers pinched her face with warmth. But finally, he turned

ight end up worse than the cup.

"I..."

"I'll break your glass and you pour water on my wife." John's tone was as calm as before a storm.

He approached Vicente step by step.

Vicente, who didn't have the advantage in height, was much shorter under the domineering momentum of John. She felt guilty for pouring a glass of water on Nina by accident. So now Vicente felt as if she was crawling on the ground.

"I'm wronged." Vicente bit her lips tightly and finally took out a tissue to wipe the water off Nina's neck.

John grabbed the tissue from her hand and snapped, "Don't touch her."

"Then you do it." Vicente handed the whole pack of tissue to John.

As soon as John's hand touched Nina's neck, he saw her muttering something that the two of them couldn't hear clearly.

Her long and curly eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings. Nina slowly opened her amber eyes and weakly asked, "Is it raining?"

Vicente stood still and asked, "Did I wake her up?"

John didn't say anything.

Because he didn't know what happened.

He only knew that she had woken up, opened her eyes and spoke.