My Arrogant Fiancée Is an All Round Genius

Chapter 169 It's Just a Small Matter

"You don't dislike overly sweet drinks," Calvin said, bending down to put a baseball cap on her, shielding her attractive oval face. He leaned back in his chair, his tall and slender figure relaxed, a casual smile playing on his lips. "I noticed you didn't like orange juice, so I bought you a lemonade."

Myma:

No one had noticed that she didn't like oranges. How did he notice?

Just because he brought her a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice last night, she didn't drink it right away?

His insight was simply too astonishing!

Myrna tilted her head, her beautiful starry eyes seriously observing the man's side profile. His nose was high and straight, his lips thin and rosy, incredibly handsome.

She blinked her eyes and withdrew her gaze.

Silently, I took a sip of the lemon water.

Hmm, the sweet and sour was just right, and they even added her favorite ice cubes.

"I had already called Blake for you and gave him a good scolding."

Calvin drove, a slight twitch in his brow, speaking in a tone of helplessness.

"But his head couldn't stand the scolding, and he did something stupid

Just a Small

again."

Myrna smacked her lips, ruthlessly mocking, "Hmm, indeed

It

Was f

in real life and couldn't

he did, those people, like cats drawn to the smell of fish, would pounce, trying to tear him apart. Calvin

lift, as if being with her

seductive, very steady: "You don't need to worry,

added to it besides lemon. The soft aloe was not sweet, but it

"Just a small matter."

Blake would

her heart, Blake's

2827%

19 its

Smalt Matter

her chest

felt warm as

had a shield and yet

was really quite delicious. She exuded an air of defiance, and casually added, "If you're upright, you won't fear a crooked shadow."

However, upon further thought.