The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 2253 The pillow that slammed onto Waylon‘s body felt like a rectangular tofu. Neither did it hurt nor did it itch. He grabbed Cameron with his huge hand, yanked her, rolled over, and sat on her body. 

Cameron froze, and the arrogance that she was exuding just now disappeared almost instantly. She warned him in a cowardly manner, “You, don‘t you dare touch me.” 

He raised his eyebrows slightly and got half an inch closer to her face. He was so close to her that his breath was brushing against her cheek. “But aren‘t you the legendary Mr. Southern who‘s known for his courage?” 

She forced a smile. “No, no, I‘m a very timid lady.” 

His lips seemed about to stick to her ear. “What are you afraid of? Didn‘t you tell Deedee that I wouldn‘t eat others when we were in the car the other day?” 

Cameron pursed her lips, and her eyelashes twitched. 

Her heart was knocking against her chest frantically, thumping extremely loudly. Waylon stared at her face and rubbed the corners of her lips with his fingertips, and she could feel the surrounding temperature in the narrow space rise. 

Seeing that he was approaching, Cameron closed her eyes tightly. 

After a long time, he gave off a hoarse chuckle, and his lips landed on her forehead. “It‘s time to get up.” 

Immediately after that, he sat up, adjusted his nightgown, got off the bed, and left the bedroom. 

Cameron opened her eyes and was dumbfounded. 

he just leave?

of residual warmth. She immediately buried her face into

and went

It was her first time seeing his formally styled hair. He looked mature, stern, sharp, and

that the shirt he was wearing was the one that

of berry oatmeal. “Don‘t you plan to

sat down, picked up the spoon, and stirred the oatmeal. “What important occasion are you attending today?” He lifted

“Oh.” 

afraid that I‘ll go out and fool around

own words and oatmeal. “Who would be worried that you‘ll fool around with other women? You can

like, would

“Can I even exert any control over you?”

chin. “Then do you

an implicit meaning lying underneath

head to eat her oatmeal. “Who would want

did not say anything. After breakfast, he picked up his windbreaker,walked to the entryway, stopped by the shoe cabinet, turned around, and stared

him. “What

her, motioning her to go to him.

got jerked into his arms

that Waylon was pointing at the tie around his neck, his intention was as clear as day.