You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

She was instantly furious.

She thought that he would say something useful after dwelling on it for almost half a day.

Surprise! It was such flirtatious words again! It's unbearable!

She jerked to her feet, the plate in her hand, and she wanted to snap the entire plate onto his handsome face.

"Don't." Luther hurriedly held her wrist firmly and apologized with a smile, "Don't be angry. Don't be angry. It's just a joke."

Joyce's fingers were shaking with anger, and even the plate in her hand was trembling, and if Luther didn't hold it tightly, the sauce would certainly be spilled out.

“There are just some kind of jokes that can't be made." She said, annoyed.

"Good, good, take it easy, and put down the plate. I still have to finish my dinner.” Luther coaxed her, "While it's not really a big deal to smash that on me, you have to clean everything up afterwards. It's been a busy day and you must be very tired. Sit down now and take a rest." Joyce, "..."

When did he become so good at talking even?

easily persuaded.

shoulders and made her sit down

with me

Joyce, "..."

Luther continued to eat the steak on his plate and stared at her as if he was admiring

back to her

forked a piece of steak and

it too. Where did you go at night? So late?" He asked. Joyce was forced to chew up the beef. She hadn't eaten much in the evening and was indeed a little

can be done slowly, and there is no time limit." He picked up the thermos on

drink the water in front of her and glared at him in annoyance, "Eat up and go back

I was just trying to be nice." He made a gesture to cover his heart, his handsome eyebrows

"Don't bother.” She snorted.

him again,

in the next instant, and with a gentle pull, he pulled her right

then lost balance, she could hardly stood steadily and she fell directly