You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

He subconsciously yanked Joyce back, "It's late today, everyone is tired, rest early.”

Joyce broke away from Luther and gave him a slight glare, she still wanted to talk to her mother for a few minutes. Besides, it wasn't impossible for her to stay with Cecelia.

"Go back, Joyce, and get some rest for the next two days." Cecelia patted Joyce's shoulder, "Go ahead.”

"All right. Call me if you need anything."

Joyce waved her hand reluctantly.

After getting into Luther's car, she reclined in her seat.

The road in the suburbs, there is no street light, the surrounding area is dark, only car lights to light up the front.

Luther drove on, glancing now and then at Joyce beside him, who looked tired.

It was only when things were over and quiet that Joyce felt a sudden loosening of the taut strings of her entire being. Instead of feeling relaxed, she felt her limbs begin to ache. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

steering wheel with one hand and reached out with the other, leaning her shoulder

on me for a nap? You can be home

Joyce said dazedly, closing her

gently, and her cheeks were unnaturally red. His fingers

reached out and put his

"It's

ached even more

it wasn't feverish before. How come the fever is so high all of a sudden. No,

go to with a fever, go home and eat some medicine

with a reluctant look. Luther reached out and gathered her to himself, "You're so old,

The face is unnatural, he was right, in fact, she really hated

and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You're not

no, I

no go." Luther held back his laughter and softly coaxed, "You lean against me,

Joyce responded in