"Okay." Iris Wen took out a piece of toilet paper for no apparent reason and hurried to the kitchen. He crossed the island and saw Asher Cheng leaning on the edge of the kitchen counter.
"Here you paper."
Iris Wen held a corner of the paper and handed it to Asher Cheng, who had his head buried in his arms.
But his hand was suddenly held by a wide palm, which aroused a burst of electricity throughout his body.
She was startled, her cheeks bursting red, her pupils trembling as she looked at the big hand, not daring to move.
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