Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me

Vicente stood up and changed back to her male voice, as if she was deliberately trying to make herself realize who she was now.

"I'm going to change my clothes. You go with me and help me choose. And continue the topic just now. Which place is John worse than me?"

When he asked the last question, his eyebrows danced again.

Nina was at a loss whether to cry or to laugh. "John are not as popular as you, and his reputation is not as good as yours."

The two walked into the cloakroom next door.

Nina's cloakroom was originally separated from Vicente's. Later, Vicente had someone break through the wall in the middle, because there was no cloakroom for Nina's clothes, shoes and jewelry.

However, those jewelries were just like decorations. Vicente hadn't seen Nina move them a few times, and most frequently, she changed a set of clothes every day, which hadn't been repeated yet.

On the contrary, in Vicente's cloakroom, there was no other color except for the neat suits and the neutral casual clothes.

Except for the watch.

The two cloakrooms were connected, at least two hundred square meters. They were divided into several areas in detail, and only 1/3 of the things belonged to Vicente.

"Go on." E

far away.

"Demon queen, tyrant, you two just stay inside and reflect on yourselves!"

"John. You really pissed Vicente off." Nina patted the phone on John's chest and sighed, "It's all my fault. I won't tie anyone else in the future."

"Ignore him." However, John was not affected at all. He just raised his hand, pinched her chin, bent over and kissed her. "Just remember what you just said."

Nina was at a loss whether to cry or to laugh. "Do you need me to give you a reward? Mr. Jealousy."

"No, thanks." John raised his chin proudly.

"What if we two are locked inside?" Nina signed, "We can only wait for him to calm down and open the door for us. The others on the two floor can't come up."

Then John looked around and said slowly, "It's spacious and bright. The table, chair, sofa, mirror, nice. There's carpet over there. It won't be cold on the ground."

"What?" Nina asked in confusion.

Then John said seriously, "Bite you."

Nina's heart jolted. She turned her head mechanically to look at the well-dressed man next to her. "Bite... Bite?"

"Yes." Then John reached out and held her in his arms. He bit her ear and said, "Bite every place I just said."

Nina's face flushed all of a sudden.