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Chapter 133.
Lena’s seduction didn’t work and she looked a little annoyed, and a woman’s annoyance is usually accompanied by sharp words, her voice still soft but her words still barbed, “Asher, what is wrong with you? Don’t you want Dr. Z to see that woman anymore, or are you simply playing me?”
Asher then realized he was just wandering off and hurriedly pulled his thoughts back into the real world, his lips curled up in an evil smile, “Lina, you’re the one who lost me in your beauty, is that not good enough for you?”
After dodging slightly, Riina immediately greeted Asher, starry-eyed joy in her hazel eyes and a cheerful tone in her voice, “Asher, I knew you liked me.”
Asher was speechless, and it was hard to do nothing but lower his head and give Lina a light peck on the corner of her mouth, the slight humidity causing him to frown slightly; it was Lina’s saliva.
Lena, however, clearly didn’t want to pass up this opportunity for Asher to initiate, her arms wrapping around Asher’s shoulders in a hard, deepening kiss that was supposed to be shallow.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.
Riina’s lips carried the distinctive elegant aroma of expensive lip gloss, much like the smell of some kind of fruit, Asher couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was, in short he didn’t really like it, but then he had to make himself look like he was enjoying the kiss.
After leaving Rina’s lips, Asher took a deep breath as if relieved, his mind filled with the plans he would ask Rina about later, not really feeling anything for the customary kiss he had just given.
He did his best to restrain himself, his nostrils ragged but spitting out clearly, “Lina, be honest with me, that incident five years ago, did it have anything to do with you or not.”
Lena, who could hear what Asher was saying at this point, narrowed her eyes and invited, “Asher, I’m so hard, help me!”
“Is it any of your business? Be honest.” Even at this moment, Asher’s voice remained calm and collected.
Riina stammered for words.
When he saw that Lina was still stiff-tongued, he decided to deepen his movements, and the cheongsam was shredded into thin pieces of cloth with a gentle tug from the strong suit’s powerful arms.