Kyle Keaton’s movents were quite improper, and July Quinn imdiately sensed that this man’s mind was producing obscene thoughts.
So she promptly put down the half-filled porridge and turned to hook her arms around the man’s neck.
"Don’t you like it?"
She smiled alluringly, breathtakingly beautiful.
Like a seductive siren, entwining him.
Coupled with the gleaming white beneath the v-neck, it almost dazzled Kyle Keaton.
"I like it."
He liked it imnsely.
But he couldn’t understand, the woman who, before the car accident, seed like she never wanted to have anything to do with him again, how did her attitude suddenly change?
So, although Kyle Keaton’s mouth said he liked it, the crease in his brow never disappeared.
"If you like it, why such an expression?"
July Quinn said, lightly caressing the crease in Kyle Keaton’s brow with her finger, a flash of cold light passing through her eyes.
This outfit, she had carefully picked it out from a pile of clothes specifically.
Importantly, she even consulted Susan Carter’s opinion.
"What do you think I should wear that my man would like?"
Susan Carter considered it seriously at the ti: "I think you not wearing anything would be the favorite."
But he thought this was a very honest answer, yet it earned him a beating.
In the end, he had to help July Quinn find this dress that was both charming and retained a girlish innocence from the pile of clothes.
But if even this outfit was not to Kyle Keaton’s liking, Susan Carter was destined for another beating later.
"Just because I like it, I know other n will like it too. Promise , don’t dress like this in the future..."
Kyle Keaton responded seriously.
He had no interest in sharing his territory with others.
"As long as you like it."
July Quinn sohow pulled out a Polaroid cara and snapped a photo with Kyle Keaton.
She wanted to capture her most beautiful monts during their last ti together, taking more photos.
If the surgery failed, she could take those beautiful mories with her to another world.
Yes, after today’s car accident, she figured it out.
If Kyle Keaton couldn’t end this relationship, then she had to do it.
The ti was set for one week later...
"Do I look good?" July Quinn shared the freshly printed photo with Kyle Keaton.
"You look good, but why are you suddenly carrying a Polaroid?"
Kyle Keaton rembered that July Quinn wasn’t too fond of taking photos.
"I liked it so I bought it; it’s good to capture more while we’re young."
Kyle Keaton frowned, intending to say sothing.
But July Quinn quickly switched the conversation to their wedding.
"Hubby, didn’t you say you wanted to have weddings in Westmarch, Esteria, and Aethelgard? How about I plan the one in Westmarch?"
"Sure. But how do you plan to do it?"
Kyle Keaton felt sothing seed off.
Wasn’t July Quinn mad at him before?
How co she was suddenly discussing wedding plans with him again?
Could it be that the car accident, which left him injured for her, moved her?
"I plan to have a wedding just for the two of us. No need for guests, or any flashy speeches, just a wedding for the two of us."
July Quinn envisioned their wedding, and just listening to it made the corners of Kyle Keaton’s lips curl up.
"That’s quite novel."
"Then I’ll make the arrangents. Let’s set it for three days from now, but you also need to make sure you’re free for three days afterward to be with , consider it our honeymoon."
"Okay." Although a wedding without guests wasn’t in his original plan, since July Quinn wanted it, he would give it to her.
After all, they would still have two more weddings in the future.
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