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.

hand and reached

for a nap? You can be home

said dazedly,

eyelashes trembled gently, and her cheeks were unnaturally red. His fingers traced over her slender neck and felt a hint of

and quickly reached out and put his hand on

low cry, "It's hot,

limbs ached even more

so high all of a sudden. No,

what hospital to go to

seat with a reluctant look. Luther reached out and gathered her to himself, "You're so old, you shouldn't be afraid of

face is unnatural, he was right, in fact, she

a glance at her cowering appearance and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You're not really afraid of

that? It's annoying. If I said no, I

against me, close your eyes and rest for a while. I'll call you

responded