You Are My Mr Wright

Chapter 23 Are You a Mouse?

Without saying a word, he held the steering wheel with his left hand and stretched out his right arm. He

tapped on the mirror above the car with his sharp hand, indicating for her to look up.

Staring at his inexplicable action, she straightened her body in confusion and looked into the mirror

Suddenly, her cheeks turned red and became so hot that she felt ashamed.

She was indeed too tired last night, so she fell asleep without washing her face after eating noodles.

In addition, he threatened her in the morning. She was afraid of waking up the neighbor next door, so

she went downstairs hurriedly. But unexpectedly... All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

With a flushed face, she patted his seat from behind. "Um, Mr.Wright, please turn around ..."

"What are you doing?" He cracked a smile because he knew what was going on.

"Go... wash your face..." His voice was so low that it sounded like a snort.

"Miss Smith, if you don't mind, neither do I. That's it..." He was indifferent and had no intention of

stopping the car.

Harriet Smith felt so humiliated that she could not do anything to him. She could only threaten him, "If

you don't turn around, I won't get out of the car even if we arrive at the Civil Affairs Bureau!"

After glancing around, Beau Wright raised his handsome eyebrows, turned around, and parked the car

on the opposite side of the road.

"come down." He just left two words behind.

Harriet Smith looked around and shook her head resolutely. She said: "I want to go home!"

Beau Wright threatened, "Do you want to get out of the car by yourself, or do you want me to take you

out by force?"

Her answer remained the same. "I want to go home!"

Feeling helpless, Beau Wright got out of the car and went to the small supermarket opposite him, which

was only two steps away.

When he returned, he took a bottle of mineral water, opened the cap with his slender fingers, and

poured out a small amount of mineral water in his palm.

The palm of another hand was wet. He bent his slender figure down. The finger belly with a thin cocoon

fell on the corner of Harriet Smith's mouth, slowly rubbing against it and wiping off the oil stains.

Harriet Smith didn't expect him to do this. She was stunned without making any reaction.

He was very close to her. He was mature and mixed with a faint smell of tobacco. She felt that she

couldn't breathe.

Her rough fingers moved like that, which was a little intimate.

Her cheeks became redder and redder, but her strength seemed to have been taken away. She felt

numb all over as if she had been electrocuted.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly. She looked up and her gaze involuntarily fell on him.

He did not look at her, but just wiped her face. His eyes were dark and deep, as if he was determined

and gentle.

In an instant, the part of her heart seemed to be soft, as if a stone had fallen into the water, with

ripples...

After a while, Beau Wright got up and stayed for a few seconds before leaving. His eyes glanced over

her face, only the red mark of friction could be seen on her cheek.

Her skin was too delicate. Before he could use his strength, her skin had already turned red. However,

the touch was really good...

"Are you still going back?" He looked at her.

Their eyes met, but unnaturally, she quickly looked away. Compared with the characters just now, she

was docile and obedient now. "No..."

He swept his eyes over her red cheeks, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, as if she was very

happy.

The car continued to move forward, but this time it was completely quiet without any sound.

Harriet Smith felt a burning sensation on her cheeks, especially on the spot where he had wiped her. It

was so hot that her ears were burning hot.

Perhaps because it was too early to arrive at the Civil Affairs Bureau, there were only three pairs

waiting in line.

After a while, it was their turn.

Beau Wright's eyes were so deep that no one could see through his emotions. He was a little gloomy,

but the pen in his hand did not stop, and he signed it.

After a moment of hesitation, she lowered her head as if she had made up her mind to sign her name

stroke by stroke, fairly and carefully.

It was just a simple procedure, but the relationship between the two had undergone a drastic change...

From a relationship that was a little more familiar than a stranger, it became a relationship where we

could share a bed ......

It was half past eight when they walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The originally salt-like snow had turned into snowflakes, and the ground was already white.

She took a deep breath, and the cold air rushed into her nose. She couldn't help shivering.

It was just one night, but the weather had become so cold!

Thinking about it again, she had changed from unmarried to married overnight, not to mention the

weather.

It was enough to see that many things could be changed overnight...

While Beau Wright's mind was wandering, he walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, followed by two

staff members. They seemed to be saying something, and their attitudes were extremely respectful.

"Get in the car." He opened the door, waving to her to let her get in the car

Harriet Smith was still a little unnatural. She pretended to look at the time and said, "It's already 8:30

p.m. and I'm in a hurry to go to school. You must be very busy. I'll take a taxi there."

As if he didn't hear it, he frowned slightly and said again, "Get in the car!"

There were gradually more and more people around. Many people's eyes fell on the man in front of

them. They whispered and looked envious.

He was undoubtedly the most eye-catching. Wherever he went, he would attract attention.

Thinking of her face that had not been washed yet, she could not stand in public any longer. She bent

over and got into the back seat.

The low voice fell on her ear again. "Sit in front, I'm not the driver..."

“…” She gritted her teeth. "What's wrong with this person? Is his business whether I sit in front or

back?"

In the end, she was the one who compromised!

The car drove steadily forward. Beau Wright's eyes fell on her. He moved his thin lips and said, "I still

have an important thing to do in the afternoon. Pack up your things. The secretary will take you there."

Her heart trembled slightly. Harriet Smith shook her head and subconsciously refused, "I haven't told

my parents about this yet. I'll move over after I tell them."

All these decisions had come too suddenly, and she was not mentally prepared yet...

Thinking of living with him from now on, she could not help feeling a little flustered...

After looking at her for a few seconds, he turned the steering wheel to the left, turned around, and said

with a deep look, "I didn't tell my family about this yet. We should spare some time and go to your

house first, and then go to my house. It's better to let me talk about this..."

She agreed with him. "I also think it's better for you to say that."

The corners of Beau Wright's lips curled into a faint smile. He slowly parked the car at the school gate

and said, "In the afternoon, the secretary will wait for you in front of the apartment."

"Can't we wait another two days?"

"Why?" He raised his eyebrows and asked.

She answered honestly, "I haven't been mentally prepared yet."

Beau Wright looked at her deeply for a while, narrowed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "What

kind of preparation? Psychologically or physically?"

You! Harriet Smith glared at him, her heart beating faster. "Of course I mean mental preparation!"

"So, you are psychologically prepared, huh?" Taking advantage of the opportunity, he took it for

granted.

She blushed and gnashed her teeth. "Are you a mouse? Is it fun to deliberately snare a hole to

exploit?"