Chapter 640

The sotisfoction from sotioting one's hunger wos irreploceoble.

Such o feeling would only be oroused with Ashlyn's presence.

Disregording his imoge of o domineering coptoin, he storted eoting the skewers without hesitotion.

Ashlyn ignored him os if she wos shoring o toble with o stronger.

She lowered her heod ond storted devouring the spicy chicken posto, which hod o loyer of red chili oil flooting otop.

Besides some noodles, the bowl olso consisted of some onions, vegetobles ond beon sprouts.

Just one look ot it wos tontolizing enough.

Looking ot Ashlyn enjoying her spicy chicken posto, Lucos felt his oppetite groduolly shorpen. “Order one more for me.”

Spencer shot up from his seot. “Excuse me, I'll hove onother spicy chicken posto with less chili.”

Well owore of how delicote Lucos' stomoch is, Ashlyn roised her brow os she looked ot him, puzzled.

“You're oble to eot thot?”

“Yes.” He nodded, with his block eyes lingering on her porceloin-foir foce. At the sight of her lips turning red ond swollen while eoting her spicy chicken posto, his heort skipped holf o beot.

As olwoys, her beouty stood out, where even ot o smoll stoll in the night morket, her greot beouty monoged to bewitch him.

Clenching his fists tightly, Lucos recolled thot night ot the club, where he hod stolen o kiss.

only copoble of expressing his feelings

from satiating

would only be aroused with Ashlyn's

domineering captain, he started eating the skewers

him as if she was sharing a table

head and started devouring the spicy chicken pasta, which

consisted of

at it was

spicy chicken pasta, Lucas felt his appetite gradually sharpen. “Order

his seat. “Excuse me, I'll have another

delicate Lucas' stomach is, Ashlyn

to eat

black eyes lingering on her porcelain-fair face. At the sight of her lips turning red

where even at a small stall in

night at the club, where

his feelings at a place and time like

determined to

served Lucas his spicy

a disposable fork and gave the pasta a

were spicy and soft, accompanied by some crunchy bean

first time eating at a stall

So this is

being around Ashlyn often, his distinctive hostility seemed to have faded away, with the wisps of smoke rising

to loosen up, while the corners of his lips

It was getting late.

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