Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 1169

Anthea sat by the bed, drying her hair.

She had just taken a shower and changed into her pajamas. The pajamas were made of silk, which was soft and smooth. When she raised her hand, the wide sleeves slipped down and revealed her fair and smooth arm.

Anthea put a hair dryer beside her and started wiping her wet hair with a towel.

When she heard the door closed, she raised her head and saw Adam coming back with a bowl of soup in his hand.

Anthea looked behind him and asked, "Was it your mom?"

"Yeah," Adam nodded.

Adam put the soup on the low cabinet by the window, turned around, and strode towards Anthea, "Let me dry your hair for you."

Adam picked up the hairdryer and let Anthea sit in his arms, holding her like a child. He hugged her from behind, combed her hair with his fingers, and turned on the hairdryer.

With rough calluses on his fingertips, Adam gently rubbed Anthea's scalp, making Anthea feel relaxed.

As the hairdryer's temperature was mild, Anthea enjoyed it with her eyes squinted.

After Adam dried Anthea's hair, he touched it fondly, thinking of how Meadow acclaimed Anthea's hair the first time she met her. Anthea's hair was as smooth as silk. And her skin was fair and smooth like a baby's.

Stroking Anthea's hair and feeling her face, Adam was fascinated. At that moment, Anthea asked, "What's that? Did your mom just bring it to you? "

Anthea pointed in the direction of the low cabinet.

Adam's hand paused, and his mouth twitched.

"Tonic soup," Adam said with a dark face.

When Meadow brought it to Adam, she deliberately lowered her voice and emphasized that she had spent the whole afternoon cooking it. And there was a soft-shelled turtle as a special recipe. She kept telling Adam to drink up all of it for the best efficacy!

Anthea was confused, "Then why didn't you drink? It seems to be cold!"

Adam pursed his lips, frowning.

"I won't drink it no matter what!" Adam thought to himself.

"I don't need that soup to help me with that!" Adam thought to himself.

Anthea was confused when she saw Adam's sullen face.

"Why does he behave like a child?" Anthea wondered.

She got up and walked over to smell the soup. There was a strong smell of herbal medicine that was cooked for a long time.

Anthea asked Adam, "Don't you really want to drink?"

Adam glanced at the soup and shook his head.

After getting along for more than a day, Anthea grew to like Meadow very much. She felt that it would be a waste of Meadow's effort to make the tonic soup. She couldn't help saying, "If you don't drink it, I'll drink it!"

Seeing that Adam didn't say anything, Anthea had to take the bowl and gulped down all the tonic soup.

The mixed herbal taste was very strong. But Anthea drank it up.

She felt so stuffed that her belly was round, and she burped.

Late at night, Anthea and Adam lay side by side on the bed to sleep.

The lights went out, and the room was in bright moonlight.

Although Anthea was nervous and couldn't sleep the first night she stayed at Adam's home, she quickly relaxed and fell asleep with Adam's strong arms around her after she sneaked into Adam's room.

But tonight, she couldn't sleep and kept tossing and turning.

She felt parched as if her stomach were burning and spurting fire from her nose.

Anthea got up, poured half a glass of cold water, and grabbed the remote control to lower the air conditioner by several degrees. But soon, she felt thirsty again after lying down.

She clutched the collar on Adam's chest and complained, "I feel so hot..."

Adam felt both funny and worried.