Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Pretty soon, his suspicions were confirmed when the girl turned her head towards him and asked with a pout, “Do you have the Wahaha milk?

Can you buy some? Wesley, I want to drink milk.”

The officer exhaled deeply and ran his eyes over the row of shops on either side of the road. Chemists, petrol pumps, everything but convenience stores.

“Wait a moment. No convenience stores yet.”

He was thinking that he would have to prepare the milk beforehand the next time she went to a pub.

Unhappy with his answer, the tipsy girl pursed her lips, a childishly sad expression marking her eyes.

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buy me the milk again. out of a molehill and enjoy his

she was drunk, could

been the last time she had gotten drunk. He didn’t want to experience it again and decided something against his own will. To avoid her tantrum and crying, he had to surrender at once and tell her

true again. She stared at him, widening her eyes, and demanded, “You

neither did he turn her down, in case she got ticked off. He decided to play it by ear. And if he could, he would definitely find a chance to get rid of the idea. God

and pulled up near it. Then he

his hands. Each pack had four bottles. This time, he had been ten-odd minutes faster in completing

experience, he also

the bathtub again, he didn’t let her take a shower after they arrived at the apartment. But

had worn a makeup today, she needed to remove the cosmetics, and he had

was

was about to tear the packing open, her eyes suddenly landed on the man leaning against the wall nearby and

eyes