Chapter 473

Under the dim streetlight, a handsome guy was tightly holding a petite girl, kissing her passionately Eleanor was forced to tilt her head back, unable to resist his intense kiss, her bright eyes staring at him. “Bernard.” She muttered.

As his lips left hers, Eleanor pushed him away, “What are you doing again?

Bemard’s eyes were hazy, and hearing her question, he started to control his impulses, “Sorry”

He let go of her slender waist, took a step back, trying to keep a distance from her, and his body swayed slighty

Luckily, there was a car behind him. He leaned on the car door, trying to stay calm.

A headache that had persisted for several days made him unable to control himself. He slowly raised his hand, wanting to he temples.

However, when his gaze fell on the woman in front of him, he changed his mind and started to caress her stotihar

Enduring the severe pain, he whispered to her, “Eleanor, the car is yours. I won’t take it back. If you don’t want to do it now, it’s fine You can drive it when you feel like it.”

After finishing, he quickly withdrew his hand, placed the car key in her palm, and whispered. 7 leave now. You should take some rest and I’ll pick you up tomorrow.”

He didn’t say what he would pick her up for, just trying to maintain the balance of his body and turned to walk to the other end of the villa.

the car door, got in, and quickly found a bottle

the car window at the woman still standing in

his phone, and sent her a message: Eleanor open the

and Eleanor didn’t notice anything unusual, only thinking that he walked away so quickly because he was afiad she wouldn’t accept

about how to

back of the cat picked up the car

A bouquet of light pink flowers came into view. Eleanor stared at the bouquet,

reached out and touched

him for lychee

“That’s not what you’re supposed to

seeing this belated bouquet of lychee roses, her

raised her head, holding back her tears, and looked

courage to question him, so she just picked up her phone and replied to his message:

why did

stopped rubbing his

language is first love, and I was once jealous that your first love

turned red, and she felt a little

was about to put down her phone, she received

first love

it had always been her,

screen for a long time, then picked up the bouquet, holding the key to the

entered the villa with the flowers he had

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