My Reborn Story Is Insane (Back to My Worst Birthday and Starting Anew)

Back to My Worst Birthday and Starting Anew

Chapter 315 Strawberry or Mango

Charmaine sent back a thumbs–up emoji.

After a short chat, Charmaine heard the sound of cars pulling up outside.

It was several vehicles, and she didn’t need to guess; it was Emyr.

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Suddenly, the scene from earlier that afternoon popped into her mind, and she felt awkward, unsure of how to face him. She quickly said good night to Celeste and buried herself under the covers.

Around ten minutes later, Emyr came into the bedroom.

The room was dimly lit by a small yellow lamp, and a slight lump could be seen on the bed.

Emyr glanced over, then grabbed his pajamas and headed into the bathroom to wash up.

As the sound of water running echoed from the bathroom, Charmaine, who had been holding her breath under the covers, finally stuck her head out.

But then she wondered if she was acting a bit childish.

She pressed her warm face into her hands, lost in thought.

Before she knew it, she had drifted off to sleep.

In the haze of sleep, she seemed to dream of the events from the afternoon.

His strong, wide palm gripped the back of her head, firmly pulling her closer, his scorching breath enveloping her, overwhelming her senses.

Her lips felt the intense, almost too–real sensation of his kiss, and for a moment, she couldn’t tell if she was still dreaming or if it was reality. Slowly, she blinked her eyes open, still dazed.

closed, but she could faintly see his trembling pupils beneath his eyelids. He gently kissed

the corner of her

isn’t a

shower, Emyr kissed her

she had woken up, Emyr pulled back slightly, breathing heavily, with his nose gently

at least you know when to

face turned bright red. “How can

an eyebrow, “What’s the problem with that?”

can you sneak a kiss when I’m asleep?!” Charmaine protested, her face burning with embarrassment as she accused

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it in.”

he leaned down

Charmaine was stunned.

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Why does he need to be so skilled at kissing? Is he preparing for a competition?!

Satan was

thought he

yet he still wasn’t satisfied–after just

The next morning.

yawning while scrolling his phone

one looked bright–eyed and energetic, while the

gleamed with curiosity as he glanced between them, eventually landing on

closer to Emyr and whispering, “Bro, did

like his brother

nonchalantly.

aback. “No argument? Then why do you

quietly, Charmaine could still

she heard “worked up,” she instinctively coughed, her expression becoming awkward.