When Chloe Grant heard Ralph Koch’s words, she imdiately raised her fist, ready to charge out and fight him to the death.
However, Ralph wasn’t an idiot, teasing soone and then staying put waiting for a beating!
He had already darted off after speaking.
Moreover, he was very considerate and even closed the door for Chloe as he left.
Chloe stood in place, secretly turned back, and glanced at Matthew Morgan, who was sitting on a chair, but didn’t expect... he was also looking at her, and their eyes accidentally t.
Chloe quickly diverted her gaze, her face suddenly turning red.
Her heart also began to beat chaotically.
She always felt that being alone together like this, there was always a bit of...
Well, Chloe felt a bit flustered, a bit chaotic.
"Hehe, well..."
She scratched her head dumbfounded, seemingly trying to think of words that wouldn’t make them so awkward.
After thinking for a long ti, she couldn’t co up with anything.
"You rest slowly, I’ll go to the next room."
In the end, she lowered her head and was about to walk away in defeat...
"Co here."
Just as Chloe was about to take a step, Matthew’s calm voice rang out.
Chloe’s steps stopped.
From where he sat, Matthew casually flipped through a docunt before closing it.
He looked up, turning his gaze towards Chloe.
When their eyes t, Chloe’s first reaction was to look away...
Matthew’s lips twitched, and he stood up with his hand supporting the desk, walking towards Chloe.
Since she wasn’t coming over, he would go to her.
As simple as that.
Matthew stood in front of Chloe, and when she was about to step back, he reached out directly to pull her back, cupping her right cheek with one hand, and bent down to kiss her!
His kiss was so sudden that Chloe was shocked, her eyes widening!
But after a few seconds, Chloe’s eyebrows and eyes softened, and she closed her eyes, responding to the kiss.
...
The next day, Chloe woke up in Matthew’s arms.
His back was injured, but he didn’t want to sleep on his stomach, so he slept on his side the entire night.
Of course...
Nothing happened last night, they just simply slept together under the covers, holding each other.
Waking up in his arms, Chloe always felt a bit unreal.
She secretly raised her head and found he was still asleep.
Eyes closed, peaceful and quiet.
None of his usual assertiveness was there; instead, he appeared much gentler.
Chloe seed to have never looked at him so quietly like this.
And she had never watched him quietly like this before.
As she continued to look, Chloe couldn’t help but extend her hand, letting her index finger touch his forehead.
A few strands of stray hair had fallen down, resting on his eyelids.
Chloe reached out to brush them away.
She discovered that Matthew’s eyelashes were particularly long, but not dense, nor curled and fluttery like a girl’s, just very long.
"Eyelash monster," Chloe muttered, then laughed to herself.
Her index finger moved from around his eyes to his nose bridge.
His nose bridge was straight and pronounced, the nasal root reaching straight to the brow.
In face reading, it’s said, "When the nasal root reaches the brow, fa and fortune join hands."
Chloe very much liked a male artist with the surna Wu, who had the sa nose.
Her index finger started to move downward, even playfully tapping his nose tip, eventually moving to his lips.
And then...
As soon as Chloe’s index finger touched his lips, the person who should have been asleep suddenly opened his eyes, then opened his mouth, and directly bit her index finger.
"Ah..."
Chloe exclaid, wanting to withdraw her hand, but the other party refused to let go.
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