The roller coaster is thrilling, but Sophie Wilson says that a roller coaster plus extre bungee jumping and crazy spinning is what she feels now.
Lack of oxygen!
Extre lack of oxygen!
It feels like her heart has jumped up into her brain, pounding faster and far beyond what her heart should bear.
The blood vessels on her face feel as if they’re about to burst, burning hot, and it’s not just her face—her hands and feet are weak, and she’s dizzy as if the ceiling is spinning.
The lips of the person in her arms slightly part, their dewy surface taking on a layer of tempting sheen. Thinking of the sweetness they just shared, Charles Seymour’s eyes darken, with black flas burning intensely within.
In his heart, hidden thoughts scream relentlessly, and all he can see are her luscious cherry lips, nothing else.
He lowers his head and gently kisses again, causing Sophie Wilson to let out a soft cry by his ear.
"You jerk! It hurts!" Sophie Wilson angrily hits Charles Seymour’s solid chest, not caring if her hand hurts against his hard muscles.
Compared to her hand, her lips hurt more, okay?
Is this guy part dog?
He’s biting and nibbling, and now they’re swollen, okay?
Charles Seymour hugs her tighter, softly assuring, "It won’t happen again next ti, first ti, no experience."
Especially after learning of her rebirth, knowing about their past lives, and coming clean about their history, all these emotions piled up, making him lose control for a mont, losing his usual calmness.
Hmm, if it’s the first deep kiss, will she forgive him?
Sophie Wilson thought about it for a mont, then generously decided to forgive him.
Looking at Sophie Wilson’s slightly swollen red lips, Charles Seymour ripped his gaze away with strong self-control, stood up, and retrieved a chilled drink from the mini fridge in the room, giving it to Sophie Wilson to soothe her lips.
They still had a scene to shoot tomorrow, and it wouldn’t do to let her go out like that.
Though he really wants to announce to the world that she’s his, there’s no rush. That day will co.
"Should we go out to eat or order room service?" Sophie Wilson asked while soothing her lips.
"I’ve already ordered," Charles Seymour’s response made Sophie Wilson unable to resist breaking into a smile.
However, just as her lips moved, it pained her enough to draw a sharp breath, and the warmth she felt earlier turned into resentnt, glaring fiercely at Charles Seymour.
Humph!
Bad guy!
Even though he worried that Jas Reed would snatch her away, he still rembered to order food. Such tenderness was offset by his rough actions.
Sophie Wilson huffed proudly, ignoring Charles Seymour.
Charles Seymour, on the other hand, brought over a laptop, connected the internet, and said, "Send it to my email first."
If he doesn’t see that note, his heart won’t be at ease.
Sophie Wilson’s little emotional turmoil vanished instantly. Since he cares so much for her, so minor imperfections can be adjusted over ti.
Ahem... actually, she could accompany him for more practice in the future.
"Sophie, why is your face so red? Are you feeling unwell?"
Charles Seymour’s concerned words made Sophie Wilson blush terribly; thinking about certain things, she got caught, ah, so embarrassing!
"No," Sophie Wilson said very "calmly," and "nonchalantly" forwarded everything to Charles Seymour.
Charles Seymour imdiately saved everything and then said, "Actually, I ca here to also tell you so news—the DNA results are out."
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