1019: Chapter 1017: Enjoy listening to others confess their love to him?
1019: Chapter 1017: Enjoy listening to others confess their love to him?
“It’s not that one either.” Ashton Heath could tell that she was doing it on purpose.
He chuckled, leaned in, and gently bit her lip, his voice growing more seductive, “Baby, you know what I really want to hear.
If you don’t say it, I’m going to kiss you.”
Feeling his hot breath approaching, Joanna Lawrence giggled softly and held up a hand to block his warm, moist lips.
“You already heard it, why do you want to say it again?”
“I want to hear it.”
Ashton took her small hand, his warm lips landing on her soft, white palm, lightly rubbing against it, “Say it one more ti, and I’ll analyze what just happened.”
Joanna: “…”
“No one knows my brother Brandon better than I do.
My analysis will definitely be helpful to your best friend.
Baby, do you want to say it again, hmm?”
The man’s lips were still pressed against her palm.
When he spoke, his warm, moist lips would brush against her hand, making it ticklish.
Joanna lowered her eyes, seeing him cradling her hand, both the position and the way he kissed her palm filled with the utmost love and tenderness.
For a mont, her heart raced uncontrollably.
In this instant, the words she had been too embarrassed to say just ca out so naturally: “Ashton Heath, I’m saying that I like you.”
She really liked him, so much.
She wanted to be with him for a lifeti.
To stay by his side, until they were old and gray.
The man lifted his head, his deep eyes filled with tenderness: “Say it again, baby.”
Joanna couldn’t help laughing, reaching out to cup his handso face, gazing steadily at him, and said word by word, “Ashton Heath, I like you.”
“Say it again.”
“Ashton Heath, I like you.”
“Say it again.”
“Ashton Heath, I like you.”
“Say it again.”
Joanna: “…”
Is this man ever going to get enough?
Is he addicted to hearing it now?
Does he love hearing people confess to him that much?
She glared at a certain overreaching man pretending to be angry, “Ashton Heath, are you ever going to give it a rest?
Can you tell now what you think about Aria and your brother’s situation?”
“Baby, call ‘husband’ once, and I’ll tell you.” The overreaching man didn’t step back, instead taking the opportunity to make another request.
Joanna: “…”
“Ashton Heath, don’t you have any sha?
You just said earlier that…”
“Mhm, I’m shaless.
Wife, can you just call ‘husband’ one more ti?
Didn’t you call that so smoothly in the office earlier?
Just say it one more ti, and I promise this is the last request.”
Looking at the thick-skinned man, Joanna was both angry and amused but eventually satisfied his request, calling him ‘husband.’
As soon as she said it, his warm lips descended.
When Joanna was about to faint from lack of oxygen, Ashton reluctantly ended the kiss.
Joanna was left breathless and weak, panting as she leaned against his chest.
His eyes were burning hot as his slender, fair fingers caressed her swollen lips back and forth.
He opened his mouth, his voice husky, “Baby, you’re so sweet.”
Blushing, Joanna, who had almost fainted from his kisses, pounded on his chest, “Ashton Heath, you liar.”
Ashton Heath laughed softly, “How am I a liar?
Baby, I never said I wouldn’t kiss you.”
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