Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 1218

Cough, cough!

Come back!

Vera quickly erased those distracting thoughts and slowly raised her phone.

What a joke! Although this kind of photo was misleading, they finally had an opportunity to take photos together. What was more, Quill was the one who suggested. Even if people thought otherwise, she would not let go of this opportunity, alright?

Although Vera had worked up to it, her heart still skipped a beat when the camera was facing them.

Perhaps it was because the light was too bright, or maybe it was just her emotions. She felt that Quill's gaze was cool, and he looked extraordinarily handsome. He had his arm around her, and she fit right into his broad shoulders.

This scene looked so harmonious.

Click...

Unknowingly, Vera had taken several shots, but they were all the same.

She couldn't help but want to take more, but at the same time, they were all the same. She wasn't sure if Quill would laugh at her if she took too many of them.

So Vera quickly put her phone away after a few shots. She still felt a little disappointed.

"What's wrong?" She wore her feelings on her sleeves, so Quill could easily tell how she felt at a glance.

Vera pursed her lips and whispered, "If I had known, I would have taken more photos when we were out earlier."

Quill looked at the girl in his arms and couldn't help but tousle her hair. "Then take more photos when we go out tomorrow. You can take as much as you want, okay?"

"Really?" Vera looked at him nervously. "Would you think I'm annoying?"

Quill did not reply her immediately. Instead, he looked at her helplessly.

"What is it?" Vera became nervous in an instant. Would he really think she's annoying?

Just as she started to let her mind wander, Vera felt a flick on her forehead. She covered it with her hand in pain. Then, she heard Quill lecturing her.

"I've already said you can take as many photos as you want; you're still overthinking. Can't you have a little more confidence in yourself? I'm already by your side; you're still thinking about nonsense."

That's right. His words struck her heart.

He was already by her side. Why was she still thinking about nonsense?

Vera suddenly reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist. She buried her face in his chest and hugged him tightly.

He was real, and he was hers. What else did she have to worry about?

At least there had never been anyone else, only her.

Quill raised his hand once more, wanting to rest it on her head. He withdrew after he thought of something. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and held her.

The next day.

Vera seemed to have heard someone knocking at the door in her sleep. But she was so sleepy... Her eyelids were so heavy that she could hardly open them. Although she heard the sound, her sleepiness had automatically blocked out the outside world.

Knock, knock...

Knock...

The incessant knocking didn't stop.

Quill opened his eyes; there was only silence under them, not even a hint of mistiness. He glanced sideways at the sleeping girl beside him.

She hid under the quilt; only her head and face could be seen.

She must have been disturbed by the knock on the door as she was frowning slightly; she even wrinkled her nose. It seemed that the knocking was going to wake her up.

The two of them had slept together last night, so Quill knew that Vera was wide awake at first. She nervously had her back at him and didn't seem to dare to sleep. Later, she quietly called him a few times; Quill was worried that she was nervous, so he could only pretend to be asleep. He knew she had gone to the bathroom several times in the middle of the night and didn't manage to fall asleep until early morning.