Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap by Hannah Baker

Boyce said, “I'm happy to see you.”

Jasmine had taken off all of her clothes, and she had no clothes on her body. She naughtily snuggled up in Boyce's arms, and blinked her eyes, and asked, “To what extent of happiness? Show me.”

Boyce looked at her, and his pupils became darker. He was overwhelming some emotions, but he controlled his feelings, “You just got wet in the rain. Stop doing this.”

When he went back to City B last time, Jasmine asked him to sleep on the couch, and both of them did not sleep together. She flirted with him at this time, and he would not be able to stand it.

Jasmine suddenly thought of something and widened her eyes, “What to do? I lost my phone and wallet with the bank card you gave me. The card password is so simple. Will it be...”

“It's okay. I'll go to the bank to report the loss of the bank card tomorrow, and I'll go to buy you a new phone too,” Boyce's tone was serious, “I'm happy to see you, but don't be like this next time. You must notify me in advance. Otherwise, it's too dangerous for you to come here alone.”

“Are you worrying about me?” Jasmine raised her head.

Boyce lowered his eyes and rubbed her cheek with his fingertips. He felt her body was still slightly cold, “Of course, you're my wife.”

Jasmine looked at him with her dove-eyed and gently raised the corners of her lips. She put her arms around his neck and put her lips to his.

They kissed. Boyce hesitated and glanced at her cheek with his dove-eyed. His heart was a little trembling. With the dim light, Jasmine looked feminine that he usually did not get to see it. Boyce looked at Jasmine within his reach. He could not help but respond to her kiss.

Both of them embraced each other passionately.

The quilt, which was covering Jasmine, slowly slipped off, and it showed her white and smooth skin with a little bit of coldness.

She pressed her body close to Boyce so that she could be warmer.

Boyce's breathing was getting quicker, and he called her name hoarsely.

sneezed untimely after her words, and she spat in

his face, “I'm sorry, I didn't mean

ruined such a

She felt chagrined.

by the wrist that was frantically wiping his face and said with a smile,

put the quilt back over Jasmine and helped her to lie down, “Take

fine, Ahchoo!” Jasmine sneezed again before finishing her

a fever. So he put his forehead against hers

feel

not

up, “You can't

and buy some

said, “No need

her body did not feel

her and gently kissed her forehead, “Be good. I'll be back

and said, “Come

strange place when

went out of the house. Jasmine

h'm, took the umbrella, and went out of the

for a while. She still felt cold under the quilt, so she huddled

and thought, “This is the

hung there, and there were a thermos flask and a teacup on the table. The

lazily laid down and waited for

than an hour for Boyce to return home. It was the middle of the night,