As she lingered deep, Blair suddenly remembered something, her squinted eyes were a little hazy, and she asked in a low voice, “Nolan.”
“Say.”
“I told your chairman… it’s hard to buy a daughter, isn’t it too thick-skinned?”
When she said that, she was not very confident, but she had no choice but to support it.
“Daughter?” He smiled lowly, his voice seemed to come from deep in his throat, thin lips pressed against her crimson lips, hot nose sprayed on her skin, and he whispered, “What is a daughter?”
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