You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Joyce was afraid of tickle. Justin used to come to the range to look for her. He lovesd to use feathers to scratch her neck secretly when she was practicing.

“Joyce, you need to work on your fixation, you’re distracted oh.”

“Distracted and still hitting 10 rings, fantastic.”

She dodges around every time she got tickled.

It was only when one was young and ignorant that can feel the joy of innocence.

The tickle on her neck felt like it was being tickled by a feather, so she couldn’t help it and laughed, “Justin, stop it.”

Words was like cold water pouring over his head.

Instantly, the water extinguished all the out-of-control fires in Luther’s body.

He awoke. what was he doing? Surprisingly, he was charmed by her.

Damn Joyce, was she using him as a stand-in for Justin?

longer and stood up and roared, “Enough! It’s time

way to the bathroom. She was dumped directly into the

warm water instantly flooded her

sobered her up

tried to open her beautiful eyes

about to explode with anger. “Ah, really. The clothes are all wet.” She grumbled. “You don’t remember what you just did?” He gritted

shocked, and hurriedly checked if her clothes were put off. Except for the two missing collar buttons, all

that nothing had

I probably drank bad-quality wine and lost my temper in some

hundred thousand pounds!!!” There were another basements in the house but the cabinet in his room

exchange rate. It was 9. It was worthy of a

RMB that she owed before, and a million-worth bottle of wine would be

instantly lost his temper. This woman, all she thought

climbed out of the

soaked with water, as if there was nothing clinging to the body. Every body line was perfectly outlined, simply more sexy than not wearing clothes.

a glimpse and gasped. Just can’t help not to look at her.

tried to restrain himslef. He pulled