Her sofa was so soft that she wouldn’t hurt her if she fell into it, but the action of falling itself represented roughness, and her coat fell to the ground in the process.
After that, the man knelt on one knee on the sofa beside her, and leaned over to cover her.
Blair raised her head, facing the man’s bowed face, cold and indifferent. She was very close. She was irritated, and at the same time she had some palpitations. She subconsciously wanted to catch something with her fingers, and finally only grabbed her own skirt. .
“Nolan, what do you mean?”
Powerful fingers clasped her chin, and the man stared down at her face with a cold voice, “Blair, don’t tell me, you are so stupid that you want to get back with Mo Xiegu.”
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