Cupid’s Arrow Hit On Me by Mr. Adeel

They couldn’t blame her for treating the men around her as buddies. They treated her as one of their buddies first, okay?

When she first met Julian, when she saw Julian, her heartbeat would speed up and she would have random thoughts. After they had known each other for a long time, they were no different from her fellow senior brothers when they got along with each other. When she was alone with Julian again, it felt natural. No more racing heartbeats, no more random thoughts.

She thought that she and Julian had a brotherly relationship, like buddies.

She didn’t expect Julian to say that he loved her.

Kiera felt her face getting hot. She touched her face, patted it, and said to herself, “Kiera, are you shy? Did a man say he liked you, and you became elated? Calm down, calm down.”

Julian would not worry about domestic violence in the future, like her blind date partners, because he was a very powerful person in boxing and kicking and could beat her elder brother.

She was no match for the elder brother.

Julian could defeat her eldest brother, which meant that his strength was higher than hers. What should he worry about? On the contrary, she should worry about it. If she gets into a fight or argument with Julian in the future, Julian might win and defeat her. The person who was pushed to the ground and rubbed hard.

Kiera sat up from the bed, sat in front of the dressing table, and looked at himself in the mirror.

it, she smiled and said confidently, “Sister, you are not

just didn’t know if she and Julian

was the boss of a big company, and his family was from a wealthy family. The people he came into contact with were either rich or noble. Although her Caron family was not poor either, in Yonsburg, the

and different from the other girls. Once the freshness wore

have money, and

treated someone well and showed his heart and soul, it was

slowly

and she had eaten more salt than she had eaten rice. If her parents believed in Julian and thought that Julian would not change

is

was rare for her to meet a man who was not afraid of domestic violence

will really be an old aunt for the rest

“knock, knock, knock.”

was a knock on

brown sugar and ginger water upstairs. “I have

stood up and opened the door, saying, “Mom, the brown sugar and ginger water you