Domineering Lover novel Chapter 1200

"What kind of coffee do you like to drink?" The man opened his mouth, calm and unruffled. Aleigha's heart was already in turmoil as she listened. "I don't do coffee."

Her answer was a little agitated.

"She doesn't do coffee, interesting." The man seemed to be talking to himself. His eyes were calm and focused on the front.

Aleigha smiled embarrassedly, but she was so nervous in her heart that she felt ridiculous.

This man did not do anything to her. In fact, he was very polite.

But why did she feel resistant in her heart? She even had the illusion that she was being peeped at the deepest secret in her heart.

"I know a good place. Would you like to go with me?"

The man was still asking her politely, but Aleigha couldn't help feeling it was somewhat of an order.

She nodded and agreed. Then, she regretted and wished she could slap herself a few times.

The car roamed on the road, but Aleigha's mind

was in a mess.

After an unknown period of time, the car slowly stopped at the side of the road.

The man said nothing and got off the car first.

Aleigha also hurried to get out of the car, but she found that she couldn't untie the seatbelt despite all her efforts.

The car door was opened, and the man appeared beside her. Seeing her embarrassment, he reached out and unfastened her seat belt.

His delicate fingers were long and slender, tinged with the scent of tobacco, making Aleigha a bit absentminded.

The man stood outside the car, quiet like a statue.

Aleigha came to her senses and got off the car awkwardly, but she almost hit her head on the roof of the car. The man just reached out and covered her head.

Aleigha's face became more and more awkward. She followed the man obediently like a kitten.

It was winter and cold. There was another rain last night. It was now damp and cold outside and Aleigha couldn't help shuddering.

As she and the man entered a glass-decorated restaurant, there were very few guests inside.

Such a place, decorated and furnished so extravagantly exquisite, was quite rare in the city.

The man seemed to be a regular customer. The waiter led them to a window seat as soon as they entered.

Aleigha found that there was an artificial lake in the backyard of the restaurant. There was a pavilion on the lake, and there was a winding way above the water that led to it.

The way wound its way around the pavilion and spread out, connecting to some other ancient courtyards, forming a sheer contrast to the restaurant they were sitting in.

From the place they were sitting, they could see each and every detail of the whole place.

The waiter brought the menu, and Aleigha did not move.

"A pot of the newest batch of your finest green tea and some pastry. I'll call you if I need anything else."

The man looked out of the window, and the calm look on his face was really hard to see through.

Aleigha felt like she was a puppet on a string, being led to go wherever the man wanted her to go by an invisible thread.

"You tend to get lazy in winter. Been quite a while since I came around here. Alas, missed a good deal of the finest sceneries around here."

Aleigha followed his gaze and looked over, only to see that he had been looking at the pavilion.

It seemed that in front of the man, Aleigha was always very quiet. In fact, she didn't know what to say.

"Sir, in fact, we are not familiar with each other," Aleigha thought for a moment and suddenly said.

But as she finished, she realized that she was being rudely abrupt.

"Freddie said that you are a girl of magic, which is very, very intriguing to me."

Aleigha's body trembled.

The man suddenly looked at her. His calm eyes were deep like a whirlpool.

Not being able to think of anything to properly resume the conversation, Aleigha lowered her gaze and remained silent.

After the tea was served, the man poured her a cup before sinking back into dead silence again.