My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

He pursed his lips and slicked back my hair. "It's a morning flight," he said. "Hurry up." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

By the time I finished gargling, he had gotten my hair nicely combed. I turned around and looked in the mirror. It looked rather decent. I glanced at him and raised my eyebrow. "How many times have you practiced?" I asked.

He lifted his gaze to look at me and grabbed a piece of tissue paper to wipe off the toothpaste at the corner of my lips. "This is the first time," he said smilingly. "I'm not skilled enough. I guess I can improve with further practice. But it seems that you're kind of pleased with it. Well, I guess I'm talented then."

I chuckled. I walked out of the bathroom and made my way to the dressing table. Other than skincare products, he had packed all my essential belongings. He had even put the luggage in the car. As he saw me putting on some make-up, he raised his eyebrows at me questioningly. "Why the sudden mood to put on make-up though?" he asked.

It was not make-up. I was merely applying some lipstick and filling in my brows. I turned around to find him putting his arms around me. "I'm going out with the great Mr. Roberts," I said. "I should pay attention to my image, shouldn't I?"

"You' re naturally beautiful," he said. "You don't need make-up. Pregnant ladies shouldn't be wearing too much

dressing table. They were all high-quality plant-based products. I looked at him and said, "There's no need to change. They're safe for pregnant ladies. Don't you ever change my products without my

always felt that I did not have a favorite set of skincare products. The current set was really good. It had both moisturizing and brightening effects. It felt comfortable on my skin too. Therefore, I

said. "I won't change it. Let's go, we've

got in the car, I leaned back in my seat as I felt exhausted. Then, I squinted and said, "Wake

if my current strong reaction had to do with the fact that

back when he saw the tiredness on my face. He clasped my hand and

not feel like talking much. Not