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

of residual warmth. She immediately buried her face into the pillow in shame. “Cameron Southern, wake up,

herself and went

He was wearing a suit and leather shoes, looking exceptionally solemn. It was her first time seeing his formally styled hair.

he was wearing

fetched her a bowl of berry oatmeal. “Don‘t you plan to accompany Deedee today? Come and eat something

down, picked up the spoon, and stirred the oatmeal. “What important occasion

“Oh.” 

you afraid that I‘ll go

choked on her own words and oatmeal. “Who would be worried that you‘ll fool around

were to do whatever I like, would you still let me

a chuckle, “Can I even exert any

chin. “Then do

implicit meaning

head to eat her oatmeal. “Who would want to control you?”

windbreaker,walked to the entryway, stopped by the shoe cabinet, turned around, and

him. “What do you

at her, motioning her to go

up to him, got jerked into his arms unexpectedly, and was startled.

at the tie around his neck, his intention was as clear as