The Love Book

Phoebe Barnes didn’t say anything, lifting her eyes to glance at him as he casually closed the door, as if she could sense a hint of depression in his tall back.

The room returned to silence, she looked down at the reader suddenly also lost interest, pursed her lips and dropped the tablet next to her, her heart suddenly bored.

The first thing I did was to drag him along to look at it, only to see him looking at it for half a day with a cold and bland expression, which made her a little upset.

She certainly knows that he is not likely to give any attitude, usually accompany her to watch movies together, but also not as interested in staring at her seems a little more.

This uninteresting man.

She touched the empty bed and was speechless for a few seconds.

Half a day, pull up the covers and lie down, tossing and turning.

At this time was driven out of the Kemp Ross did not go next door, but went to the window and smoked a cigarette, the mind repeatedly recalled the appearance of the little woman just now.

He exhaled two smoke rings, handsome face was lined with smoke a few mysterious sexy, he slightly narrowed his eyes, speculation woman this time the degree of anger, about how long will let him go back to the bedroom to sleep.

A cigarette has not yet finished, his hand phone suddenly vibrated.

The note shows: Phoebe.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

His lips suddenly overflowed with a doting smile, and without pausing, he pressed connect, his voice hoarse and low, “Phoebe.”

“I’m thirsty.” The woman spat out three words with little emotion.

“Okay, you wait, I’ll be right there …” The word “come” was not even out, and the other side hung up.

“…”

This is to give him a step down?

The man did not think much about it, pressed out his cigarette, hurriedly poured a glass of warm water and pushed open the bedroom door.

Phoebe Barnes also did not expect him to be so fast, the phone had not been put down, so dumbfounded at his sudden appearance in the doorway, with a glass of water in his hand.

She dropped the phone and the man walked up to her, “Water.”

Phoebe Barnes still had no expression on her face, and gave a faint hmm, “Put it down, you can go out now.”

The man’s eyes darkened, picked up the cup and took a sip himself, lifting her jaw and lowering his head to kiss her before she had time to react.

“Well …” the woman’s eyes widened abruptly.

When the man left her lips slowly down, she raised an eyebrow and coolly uttered, “Kemp Ross.”

“Phoebe …”

The woman lay flat on her back and smiled delicately, “I just asked you to deliver the water.”

The fire in his heart cooled slightly at her words and he blinked confusedly, “You didn’t ask me to come to bed?”

Phoebe Barnes patted his face and smiled more and more enchantingly, “Smart people just like to think too much, I’m not over it yet, now get out of here.”

The bastard, he likes to use this trick every time he coaxes her.

“Phoebe Barnes!” the man’s face darkened for a few moments and his voice was raspy, “You did that on purpose!”

Phoebe Barnes hummed lightly, “You’re full of nasty things yourself, and you blame others.”

The man’s gloomy face didn’t change, only his tone was a bit gritty, “So are you in a better mood now?”