You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Joyce's beautiful eyes were wide open and she felt speechless.

He, as a man, even leaned his head on her shoulder to sleep. Did he not know how heavy his head was?

Besides, it was an exclusive right of women, right?

With the carriage completely quiet, the others finally dared to start breathing normally.

Only God could know that they were suffocating.

Juanita was the first to turn her head, and she saw that Luther seemed to be asleep. She asked Joyce with her mouth silently, "Is boss asleep?”

Joyce frowned deeply, her pupils contracted, and she nodded gently.

It had been only a while, and her shoulders were already sore from his weight.

Juanita made a surprised expression and continued, "What now?" Joyce subconsciously tried to shrug, but as soon as she moved, Luther's head slid down a bit to her soft, bulging breasts, as if it was buried in some hill.

Hell, she bit her lip, and with one hand, she lifted his head up hard and put it back, hoping he would sleep on his own against the back of the seat.

was now sleeping like he

slightly upwards, and

see from the gap between the seats what happened. The boss seemed to be asleep, so he secretly stood up, on tiptoe, and

raised her head to

She glared at him.

disturbance." He then hurriedly sat back in his seat. Another colleague bumped his shoulder with his arm and asked

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they would certainly stand with Joyce, for they never liked Charlotte at all. If their boss and Joyce could get

and unable to move, and gradually numb. She gritted her teeth and held on. Anyway, he was still a patient, so for the time being, she would try

her phone and actually had

to look at it because he

His long eyelashes were fluttering slightly, like the wings of a butterfly. Just why

phone. It

has

hurriedly replied, "How come? I thought he deliberately went to the Capital to hide for a