"Stop!"
Leslie Howard rcilessly pushed her hand against David Redington’s handso face.
David Redington, just waking up in the morning, had an air of laziness in his deep, enchanting blue eyes.
Yet this handso face was still ruthlessly pushed away by Leslie Howard.
She said very calmly, "I have a morning scene, now I need to go for makeup."
Despite being a major star, David Redington, as an actor, had basic professionalism.
His urge to bring Leslie Howard back and press her onto the bed was finally quelled by this ’serious, professional’ remark.
David Redington also sat up, the blanket slipped from his bare body, yet he seed utterly unaware.
Those deep blue eyes remained fixed entirely on Leslie Howard.
"Turn around, don’t you dare look."
Holding a bar, just about to take off her pajamas, Leslie Howard suddenly felt that intense gaze.
She abruptly stopped her actions, speaking to David Redington.
David Redington: ...
"I’ve already seen and held you, why should I turn around?" The proud man was very particular about this.
His tone clearly indicated—Leslie Howard was his, it’s only natural for him to look and hold.
Leslie Howard smiled slightly, "You’ve seen and held , but that was last night. Ms. Redington wouldn’t forget what you said, right?... This was an equal exchange, you agreed to my demands, and I served you. One thing for another, each ti in exchange for the other.
Now, my service has ended, and our condition of equal exchange, Ms. Redington, don’t forget."
Saying this, Leslie Howard still very generously turned back and pecked his increasingly handso and steely face.
As a token of her gift to him.
However, the man who was freely kissed by the woman, his handso face turned frosty.
His already cool blue eyes were shrouded in a layer of icy mist.
"To , last night was not just an equal exchange, nor just a service. Leslie, I like you, I want to pursue you with marriage as the precondition..."
Early in the morning, rushing to work, Leslie Howard’s fingers on her pajama buttons suddenly froze.
It was as if she had heard sothing unbelievable, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes slightly startled, and even her small mouth opened wide in surprise.
Leslie Howard, nearly dumbfounded, looked at David Redington, and upon realizing, coughed several tis.
"Cough, cough cough... Ms. Redington, aren’t you making a joke early in the morning?"
To pursue her with marriage as the precondition, such a talk might have fooled the little girl four or five years ago.
But now, sorry, she really couldn’t play such childish and silly gas.
"I never joke," David Redington looked at her, with a stern and clear blue gaze.
Anyone who saw his expression like this would be shocked by the seriousness in his eyes.
Leslie Howard imdiately turned her gaze away, her beautiful eyes had a slight hint of emotion, but the experiences over the past four years taught her not to be easily moved.
Trusting others is a very extravagant emotion.
"No..." Leslie Howard slightly tilted her head, her eyes deep with watery light, slightly flashing.
"I’m not interested in romance now, let’s keep it this way, it’s pretty good. Convenient for you, , and him, if you have needs you can find , if I have needs I can bribe you, without easily being caught by the paparazzi. Ms. Redington, my career just started picking up, I don’t want it to be ruined by you..."
"Okay, you continue sleeping, no need to avoid, I’m going to the bathroom to change clothes." After speaking, Leslie Howard without hesitation picked up her change of clothes and went into the bathroom.
When she heard the bathroom door close, and the lock clicked shut.
Outside on the big bed, David Redington’s expression gradually turned deep and complex.
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