After the call ended, Adam looked over and said, "What's up?"
Anthea put the phone back to the original place and replied weakly, "Well... It's Young Master Chiang..."
"What happened?" Adam's eyes turned cold.
Anthea answered truthfully as if she had a strong desire for survival. "He asked me to play golf tomorrow. I told you that he had promised to keep our secret. But the precondition was that I should accompany him for a day!"
"Got it." Adam replied in a tough tone.
Anthea noticed that Adam's face seemed to suddenly darkened. He was at the same time expressionless. His face now was a typical poker face. She felt that the vinegar in the bowl seemed to be fermenting and choked her nose.
She found it funny at the same time.
However, she didn't dare to laugh at him loudly. Instead, she leaned over and try to console him. "Adam, are you unhappy again? How about sleeping with you now? Aren't you happy to pinch and bite me in bed?"
Adam squinted at her gloomily. "Are you sure you can withstand one more time of it?" "No!" Anthea shook her head.
She was sitting on the chair, with her legs still shaking, as if she was tramping on cotton.
It was not because of her weakness, but because he was such a powerful man!
After Anthea ate the last dumpling on the plate, Adam collected the dishes and went to the kitchen. From New Year's Eve to now, the sounds of firecrackers outside could be heard from time to time, while the joyfulness of celebrating the New Year continued.
After they finished their meal, the sky outside had become darkened.
Anthea looked out of the window. Every house in the residential community was brightly lit, and a lot of gala shows were broadcast on TV.
Less than two minutes later, She felt exhausted and yawned.
The two of them had enjoyed themselves for a long time last night, and today she had not left the bedroom for the whole day. Although she had fallen asleep several times in the middle, she still gradually fell sleepy as the night deepened.
When Anthea noticed that Adam's black eyes were glancing over her, she immediately rushed over and held his arm. "Ow... Can I just sleep on the sofa tonight?"
When it was time for her to admit failure, she would do it!
Now, when she thought of the big bed in the bedroom, she felt as if she couldn't straighten her waist!
Adam laughed and leaned over to hold her up from the sofa. "Don't be nervous. I won't touch you anymore tonight."
"Eh?" Anthea blinked.
Adam added, "But only tonight."
After turning off the TV, he held her up and carried her to the bedroom. The sweet and greasy smell seemed to have not yet dissipated there, but the bad sheet had been changed into a new one, which was clean and neat.
Just as Adam promised, he didn't touch Anthea again that night on the bed. He simply hugged her while sleeping.
The next day, Anthea's physical and mental strength had recovered a great deal.
After breakfast, she changed into some formal clothes and put on her scarf. She then picked up her bag and looked at Adam, who came out of the bedroom with her. She was somewhat with
hesitation.
Adam was dressed in a smart military uniform. His hair was short, while his black coat and leather gloves were casually carried in his hands.
Hesitation and confusion could be observed on Anthea's little face. "Adam, are you sure you want to go with me?"
"Yes." Adam nodded without hesitation.
Of course, he wanted to personally interrupt Emerson's good luck in adventures with women.
"Will the two of you fight?" Anthea asked tentatively.
"Not necessarily," Adam replied.
Anthea was speechless.
When she was about to walk towards the hallway, Adam suddenly caught hold of her wrist from behind.
"What are you doing!" Anthea shouted in a low voice.
Adam dragged her to the sofa by the side and pressed her down onto it.
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