Burning Passion: Love Never Die

The woman sharing the room with Blair got up early in the morning. The moment she got out of her bed, Blair, who hadn’t slept well Last night because of the cold and damp air, woke up as well, springing out of an uneasy sleep with a tired yawn.

After that, when the woman went to the bathroom and began to clean herself, the sound of running water was too loud for Blair to fall asleep again, so she had to get out of bed as well.

By the time they were ready and went downstairs to have breakfast, it was 7 a.m. and the sun was long out. Many of Miller’s colleagues were already in the canteen.

Miller was sitting at a table nearby with someone from the company.

When he saw Blair, he waved at her and called out, “Blair, over here!”

Blair walked over to his table. To her pleasant surprise, Miller had already brought breakfast for her—two boiled eggs, two small dishes of different flavors of pickles, two deep-fried dough sticks, and a bowl of congee.

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opposite Miller saw Blair, his eyes Lit up. Green with envy, he teased Miller, “Dude, it’s quite a stroke of luck

last night; he hadn’t taken the bus here with the others, and had arrived there by himself. So this was the first time he and Blair

him with a smug smile,

thumbs-up and then turned

not that young, he will take good

took a sip of her congee and gave the man

“I know.”

engaged, they had been pretty busy, and

I think we’ll spend

enough to change her taste

alien to her. She might need some time

she only ate a Little before putting

about work with his colleague and didn’t notice that Blair had eaten a very small