The sudden kiss caught Cynthiacompletely unprepared. Her shrewd brain thumped and stopped working. Keith's lips were warm and domineering, his breath was much hot.
The puppy in Cynthia's arms jumped down by the way from her hand. Then, it quickly lifted its hind leg under the four legs of the table and chair, leaving behind a bubble of its urine at each corner of the table, proclaiming its sovereignty over this place.
Keith was immersed in kissing Cynthia when he suddenly saw the puppy's movements. His eyes widened and kissed Cynthia even harder.
Cynthiafelt thatKeith was as if angry, andher lips hurt a little, but he still didn't let her go. His big palm was rubbing against her waist, wanting to get more.
Then, she pushed him away. Keith wanted to continue kissing her, but she directly used her hand to block his lips.
"You..." Keithwidened hisbig eyes in anger. He immediately took a few steps back and asked in disbelief, "You just hugged that thing and didn't wash your hands."
Cynthia was stunned for a moment. His so—called thing was her favorite puppy, Jackie. She looked at her hands and explained with a rosy face, "I bathed Jackie every day. He's very clean."
"Who is Jackie?" Keith narrowed his eyes, then turned around and saw a white puppy jumping on his sofa. "Is it?"
"That's right, my pet. I've kept it for a few years." Cynthia nodded.
"Its name is too rustic." Keith was a man with a serious cleanliness fetish. There was even no strand of hair at the floor in his family… Wait, will Jackiedrop furs?
Keith looked at the white fursfloating on the ground,he felt a little confused in his mind.
"You don't like Jackie? It's very cute." Cynthia was stunned. She felt that Keith twitched with his mouth. She looked at him with a disappointed expression.
"No, I just … I've just been bitten by a dog since I was young, sothere was always a shadow." Keith didn't lie. He had really been bitten.
"Jackie won't bite others. My family take it for a medical check—up and vaccination every year." Cynthia lowered her head and replied in a low voice.
"That's not what I meant." Keith walked in front of her and gently stroked her face with his finger, "Cynthia, go home with me."
"Go home?" Cynthia, her beautiful eyes trembled.
"Yes, I've booked my flight. It will take off in more than an hour. Come with me to the airport now and return to my home. Can you go with me?" Keith stared at her face with his burning eyes. He tried to ignore Jackie, because its master was too pleasing to him. He loved the dog as well.
"Alright, I'm currently on the long vacation of half a year anyway. I've come to look for you. And I want to experience a different life with you. Of course, I'll follow you wherever you go." Cynthia was a carefree woman. She liked to speak it out boldly if like someone. Of course, if she didn't like, she wouldn't tolerate it either.
"Alright, let's go." Keith held her and dragged her suitcase out. At the elevator entrance, Keith directly handed the suitcase to Cynthia, "Wait for me."
He quickly ran home, took a mop, and dragged the four legs of the table clean. Only then did he catch his breath and run back to Cynthia.
"What were you doing?" Cynthia looked at him strangely.
"Nothing. Let's go. Get on the plane. Can you take this puppy with you?" Keith asked curiously.
Cynthia lowered her head and looked at the cute little dog. She let out a sigh of relief, "Yes, but just need consignment."
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