Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Inside the bedroom.

Bonnie took a brief shower and then sat on the edge of the bed to rub her hair.

That's when Sebastian walked in with his feet up.

Bonnie just ignored it and buried her head in her work.

A few seconds later, a large, dry bath towel fell over her head, blocking her face.

Bonnie reached up and ripped the towel off, her tone sulking, "Sebastian, what are you doing?"

"You're not afraid of catching a cold when your back is all wet, you really don't consider yourself a patient?" Sebastian said in a deep voice.

The anger on Bonnie's face froze instantly.

She sarcastically draped the bath towel over her shoulders and jarred, "Thanks."

"Hmm." Sebastian nodded.

Then the atmosphere in the room fell into a strange awkwardness, two people did not say anything, surrounded by silence.

his thin lips first, his tone

What?

with clear almond eyes,

was joking, but then she looked down and really saw a corner of the cream in the

No, right?

Sebastian really going to plaster

care nothing

her mind, refused stiffly, "It's better to

has gone

it's just before ten o'clock ah, I'll go downstairs and take a

was about to stand

Sebastian pinned her directly to the edge of the bed, followed by a backhanded push, and she was

crisper and lifted up her

air, emitting a faint rose fragrance, raven green long hair is wantonly

freshly landed

drifted off slightly, the knot in his throat was rolling, "Don't move, lie down, the plaster is

move, but her heart was

is yet

fingertips crossed her back, clearly a very ordinary physical contact, but she couldn't

than a minute in total, but it felt like a