My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
Chapter 85 Guess who I am?
"Mrs. Simpson, I'm the boss."
Well, he's the boss and the boss is the biggest.
He suddenly asked, "Let's eat out today, what do you want to eat?"
"Why do you want to eat out?"
"Tired of eating home cooked food." He dropped a sentence lightly, and the cooks far away in Hanyama Manson all sneezed in unison, a little chill running down their backs.
The two eventually went for Thai cuisine, and Camille recently fell in love with tom yum soup, the more sour the better.
Just brought up she drank a bowl full, and then the other dishes are not interested in the slightest, but this pot of soup is deep in her heart.
Ayan frowned slightly, "Is it that good?"
"Try it, it's sour and spicy, it tastes great."
Camille said she picked up the spoon and was about to put it in her mouth, but before she could reach her mouth her wrist was suddenly gripped by Ayan and the soup that was supposed to go to her mouth went straight to his.
He drank directly from her spoon.
Camille stared at him in a daze, but he did not have the slightest difference, his eyebrows slightly frowned, said lightly: "Well, very sour, but very sweet."
Sweet?
This soup is sweet?
Camille looked at him with a bewildered expression, is he okay?
But soon afterwards they reacted to what he meant by sweet, and their cheeks suddenly flushed, and the hot feeling made her eyes dazed and dull as they stared at him unblinking.
Camille pursed her lips and lowered her head, the soup seemed impossible to continue.
He just held the wrist and his fingertips left under the temperature, obviously the two have long been honest with each other, what intimate things have been done, but such an atmosphere will still feel a heart thumping feeling.
Noticing her pause, Ayan asked in a low voice, "Why aren't you eating?"
whispered, "Satiated
said this soup was good?" He curled his lips into a smile and said lightly, "Camille , you're
eyes averted from continuing to look
agreement, "Well, you didn't,
talking, every time she could not say anything to him in the matter of fighting, many times the
already after 8:00 pm when we returned
shower while Ayan sat on the soft leather couch
cell phone she had placed on the coffee table suddenly rang at that
over and picked up the phone, it was an unfamiliar number, she picked it up directly in front of
who I
voice with extreme magnetism is extra
other, she moved away first, the corners of her mouth slightly curved, light voice to the person on the other end of the phone: "I do not guess, I know who
it
course, your voice is so recognizable, why did you
window, but the afterglow always felt an uncomfortable sight that kept
She simply turned around and walked towards the balcony, without the eyes of the
of the phone said with a
to leave your house just
was
in Hance City tomorrow night, is it convenient to pick
it is just
lips and
arrange a
favor, should stay for a few days, accommodation I can arrange myself, mainly want
you, know that you are a high cool persona, remember to wrap yourself
I am? Is this an attempt to ridicule me and see me
"How dare I? You are the
of them talked for a long time, and Camille's mood gradually
the call, she opened her hand and embraced the air, then turned around to go inside, but before she could put her hand down, she saw the man standing behind her
widened, "How long have
standing here when
his face without the slightest embarrassment, but rather
frown of displeasure, "Why
standing here openly because you were too absorbed in talking on the phone and didn't hear my footsteps, so why