Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Amelia felt that this was pure irony. "Shut up!"

Patrick suddenly squeezed into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror beside her. He looked at their faces in the mirror and said, "See, it's symmetrical."

Amelia was stunned at first, but when she came to her senses, she found that Patrick was talking about them each having one side of their faces red.

With a scowl on her face, she gritted her teeth and said, "I don't want this kind of symmetric at all, thank you!" Patrick realized that it was undoubtedly a hard task to appease Amelia who was mad. But it did not matter as he could still insist, "It's not convenient for you to apply it on your face by your own. Let me help you, okay?" "That's fine. You're so forceful, I'm afraid my face will become more swollen as you rub it!" Perhaps it was because of her slap on Patrick that Amelia felt more comfortable in her heart. Dealing with him, she was no longer as cold as before, but she was also not being kind.

Hearing this, Patrick immediately promised, "Don't worry, I will apply medicine on you as if I'm touching an egg, trust me!"

Hearing this, Amelia became more afraid in sending her face to him. "I remember that last time you took two eggs from the refrigerator, but with a breaking sound, you crushed them all!"

Patrick was speechless as he felt a burst of shame on his face.

After the unkind blow, Amelia angrily squeezed out a handful of ointment from the tube onto her palm. The side of her face was so red that it was slightly swollen. She did not intend to save the ointment, so she directly applied the handful of it onto her face.

After that, she slowly spread the ointment on her cheek with her palm.

Her skin which had been burning hot, instantly became cool after she applied the ointment.

But before Amelia had time to relax, she heard Patrick say, "Seems that I've forgotten to tell you that you should clean your face by washing it before applying this ointment, otherwise it will be less effective."

Were you f*cking kidding me?

Through the mirror, Amelia glared at Patrick fiercely. Under his innocent smiling face, she then hatefully turned on the tap and stuffed her troubled face into

the basin!

This b*stard was absolutely taking revenge on her for slapping him!

Amelia thought angrily as she soaked her face in the water.

"Hush..." After getting her wet face out from the water, Amelia reached out to the rack above the basin with her eyes closed.

Huh? It was strange! Before washing her face, she had clearly seen a towel on the rack.

Just as Amelia was stunned, she heard a man's voice, "What are you looking for?"

Amelia wiped away the water droplets on her lips and said vaguely, "A towel..."

voice sounded again. "The towel is

from the rack to the side of the

clear. She only needed

next second, her outstretched hand was held gently

to free herself, there

of her hand, it went all the way up... to her face,

the towel still fell on her cheek

help but to say so, not because she was in pain, but because she was treated too gently that she felt really

louder. "Don't move, it

bit her lower lips and

and Patrick tried to act gently in the next second. Did he think it

wipe is too hard for you to bear, you

finished counting, he took his hand, together with

which was to wipe the water drops

or less be weaker than usual, and be

betting that Amelia

he won

at her

shocked by this

that his

become a completely different person after he

Wait!

just wiped her hand with the towel

the towel in Patrick's hand. It

by her, Patrick was confused. He could not help but asked, "Is there anywhere that I haven't

almost got

okay! You, you can leave now. I can handle the

s

reason, Patrick put the towel down and turned

Amelia immediately closed the bathroom door and locked

that guy, Patrick, another chance to take

Amelia

had been

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