Chapter 379.1 I’m So Hot (1)

Imogen’s breathing became heavier and heavier. She no longer had the energy to think about why she was like this. She could only hold the top male model’s body in front of her and couldn’t help. rubbing.

Troy took a breath and hugged Imogen’s twisting body tightly.

When the car drove into the underground garage, he couldn’t wait to leave the car with Imogen in his arms and enter the elevator.

Troy directly carried Imogen to his nineteenth floor.

At that time, Aunt Mary was cleaning up in the living room while Grace was using the toilet in the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of the door open, Aunt Mary looked up and saw Troy striding in with a woman in his arms, heading straight towards the master bedroom.

Aunt Mary only glanced at it and recognized that it was Imogen, sweating profusely, and her face was flushed, as if she had a fever. She quickly put down the broom and said, “Sir, does Mrs. Marshall have a fever? I’m going to get a fever reducer medicine.”

Troy wanted to stop her, but he changed his mind and said, “it into the bedroom, and then bring a pot of warm water in.”

“Got it.” Aunt Mary hurried to do it.

Troy put Imogen on the bed. When he was about to get up, Imogen hooked around his neck with her arms, wrapping around him like a vine, and her slightly heavy breathing hit his ear, accompanied by a soft hum that sounded so ambiguous and alluring, making his blood rush. “Imogen, wait.” Troy took her arms away, sat up on his knees, and helped her take off her coat. “Troy, I’m so hot…”

have much sense left and wasn’t very cooperative.

medicine box. Troy turned slightly to block Imogen and said,

sir, call me if you need

before. Aunt Mary didn’t think much, so she put down

antipyretic medicine and continued to

groaned and put her little hand against his chest to light a fire randomly. Troy was

voice came outside, “Grandma Mary, I thought I heard Troy’s voice

said, “Yes…”

was debating whether to tell Grace that

fever. What if Grace finds out and

infected?

hesitated, Grace had already trotted straight towards the master bedroom, “Troy,

door, stood on tiptoes slightly,

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it, and then the door to

startled when he saw the figure at the

are you standing at the

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