Chapter 986

Weston made Stella stand up.

She glanced at her potted plants destroyed by the man who fell in earlier and became somewhat distressed.

"The soil is full of broken glass...” she grumbled.

"Let others deal with it."

Weston's eyebrows twitched when he saw that she was about to clean up the soil with her bare hands. With a much sterner voice, he told her, "Stop. You'll hurt your hands."

He forbade her from doing anything else and pulled her away.

"Did you get hurt just now?"

"No," she shook her head. "I didn’t."

She then paused to think before asking, "Does your mom have a heart disease?"

briefly, casting his eyes down at

as he led her to the bathroom.* Someone will

a notorious neat freak. In fact, he was almost at his limit when he had to suppress his

aren't paws," Stella muttered with a pout. "These

beneath the faucet

spotless. This choice of color gave the room a chic atmosphere while not looking too cold and

skin look as delicate as jade. The peach fuzz on the back of her hand and the flush of pink on the exposed fleshy parts of her fingers starkly contrasted

arms. His lips were right next to her ear when he softly murmured in a hoarse voice, "How

was referring to

turned her head slightly away, trying to avert from his touch. But no matter how she tried to evade him, he still caught up to

the back of her ear to her cheek. "You smell

clear-headed. "It's still early. It’s not even

always kept his feelings and emotions concealed. Only when he was in bed would he say such sweet and tender words to her. He was especially generous with praise when he was ablaze with

body. He didn't

peak, the praises he lavished on her far

would sometimes be so flustered by his words that no matter how exhausted she was from their lovemaking, she would still try to cover his

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