July Quinn paused for a mont before replying.
[No selfie.]
She’s always too lazy to take photos, and she’d never spend her precious ti on such things.
Yet so people seem to enjoy it tirelessly.
Right on cue, Justin Callahan’s reply ca swiftly.
[No selfie, then take one now. You’re so pretty, it would be such a waste not to take one.]
Although the latter part of his ssage made July feel a bit pleased, it didn’t conceal the impulse she had to teach him a lesson after the first part.
So, after tapping her slender fingers on the arm of the sofa a few tis, July replied.
[Want to see my no-makeup selfie? Sure. But as a fair exchange, send one of yours, fully nude.]
After sending the ssage, July tossed her phone aside.
Because Kyle Keaton, having finished his shower, sat down next to her again.
His long arm encircled her waist, bringing his face close to hers.
His breath sprayed on July’s neck, stirring her sensitive and fragile nerves.
The unfulfilled desire from the bathroom seed not completely released yet.
"Who are you chatting with so late at night?"
The two were so close that beyond feeling each other’s breaths, they could clearly see each other’s reflections in their eyes.
"No one." That’s how July answered.
Although Justin was hardly anyone to her in that sense.
But perhaps due to the fact that she’d just asked Justin to send a nude photo, July felt sowhat guilty.
Especially when faced with Kyle’s overly deep eyes, it felt as if she was being caught red-handed, restless.
To divert Kyle’s attention and to ease so of that restlessness in her heart, July proactively wrapped her arms around Kyle’s waist and flirtatiously smiled: "Didn’t you say last ti you wanted to go to so auction with ? I agree to go with you."
Kyle’s eyes narrowed slightly like an eagle’s.
Although July agreeing to his invitation was a good thing,
it had been quite so ti since his invitation, and her sudden ntion of it and agreent felt more like a smokescreen.
As for what she wanted to hide, it was likely that chat on her phone with soone.
"Why, did you do sothing to betray ?"
As he spoke, his glance fell on July’s phone tossed aside.
July suddenly froze: "..."
She had to admit, this man’s intuition was as sharp as a beast’s.
But for now, she really hadn’t done anything to betray him, so she stood her ground confidently.
"How could July do anything to betray her husband? July rely wants to cheer him up."
A woman’s charm doesn’t need much to shine through, and with three or four parts beauty, it can surpass five or six.
But July’s charm was off the charts, with allure naturally ingrained.
With just a slight glance, she was already captivating.
In that mont, Kyle couldn’t hold back, bending down to kiss her directly.
Although he hadn’t done such a thing before, July’s beauty taught him instinctively.
A kiss that once again threw their breaths into disarray.
When he finally pulled away from July’s lips, her face was already flushed crimson.
The strong visual impact made Kyle’s voice hoarse, unlike himself.
"Isn’t it simple to make happy?"
He chuckled, wrapping his arm around July’s waist.
Though he didn’t say it outright, his eyes and hints made it clear to July that his happiness was simply her.
"Going straight at it won’t do."
July didn’t resist him.
But she didn’t promise anything either.
After all, he didn’t love her yet.
How could she casually give herself up to be trampled?
At least she had to protect either her heart or body.
Once again rebuffed in romance, Kyle was slightly frustrated.
But the next mont, his lips were sealed.
When he ca to his senses, July’s lips had already left, with only her soulful eyes gazing at him, bewitching him.
"But I can help you."
As soon as those words fell, Kyle couldn’t stay still and directly carried July in his arms sideways, heading to the bed.
As for who was chatting with July earlier, making her so guilty as to release a smokescreen, he would naturally investigate thoroughly once everything was done.
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