Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 1370

Emerson's throat was dry at the time.

His hands, which were hanging beside his legs, were slightly clenched so that he could control the anger at the bottom of his heart.

Since he brought Bunny back to the villa, she had made a lot of trouble. She had figured out how to coax him. Half of her face was rubbing on his neck, and she shouted, "Emerson, my face hurt!"

There was a trace of worry in Emerson's tight face. "Where?"

Bunny's voice was tender, "Here, here, and here!"

When Emerson went to the police station, she was squatting in the middle of the crowd, with red wigs and heavy makeup on her face. At this moment, he was close enough to see slight bruises on her forehead and cheekbones.

Although he also felt pain in his heart, he was still very angry with her making trouble. "You know it would hurt, but you still fought!"

However, out of the corner of his eye, he ordered servants to fetch the medicine box.

Bunny widened her eyes and scolded loudly, "That smelly hooligan got his hands on me. He dared to

touch my chest!"

Emerson's eyes suddenly sank.

Seeing her holding her red hair high and shouting, he gritted his teeth, "Who let you go to that kind of place!"

Bunny was reluctant to show weakness and retorted, "Who let you secretly go and left me out!"

"I was talking business!" Emerson had a headache. He raised his hand and pressed the space between his eyebrows as if there was no other way, "You are not allowed to go in the future!"

"Fine, fine, I'll try!" Bunny shrugged like a rebellious child.

Emerson suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at her innocent and tender face, and patiently told her, "Not try, but not allowed! Bar, nightclub, pub, and all the entertainment venues. You are not allowed to go anymore! And, what are you dressing!"

Bunny was proud, "I'm Black Widow!"

Emerson resisted the impulse to scold and raised his hand to take off the eye-piercing red hair from her head.

Bunny's hair was messy, and she had no image at all. She just casually raised her hand to tidy it. At this time, she was like a free child.

She pouted with half anger and half blame, "Not allowed to go here and not allowed to go there. Why do I feel like a little pet you raised!"

Emerson was amused, "How can a pet be so disobedient?"

Hearing that, Bunny puffed out her cheeks.

Then cunningness appeared in her lively eyes, and her soft red lips got close to his ear. She giggled innocently and charmingly, "Who has a pet that could..."

The last two words were so soft and luscious.

The fire in Emerson's heart was completely lit.

He jumped up, raised her up and threw her on the sofa, then his tall body covered—

At the door, the servant who was about to come in with the medicine box was so scared that he hurriedly put the box at the door and turned around and ran away.

The room was full of romance.

In the early morning, the temperature gradually dropped.

The shirt was thrown to the ground by her. Emerson, who was naked, gently carried her upstairs to the bedroom.

He removed her makeup with a hot towel, revealing her beautiful face.

She was young and immature. Her white skin was slightly pink and her lips were vermilion. Her eyes were closed at this moment. But her pupils must be clear and bright without any taint of mortal life if opened.

Emerson applied medicine to the wound on her face.