Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce! novel Chapter 887

Looking at the black shirt used as a towel in the man's hands, Sydney suddenly felt it was a little amusing.

But she could not laugh because she had no strength. Instead, she could only make her mouth a little wide, showing she was laughing.

Julien saw it and asked in a low voice, "Why are you laughing?"

"I'm laughing for my good luck. I can let a president with tens of millions of dollars condescend to serve me and use a shirt worth tens of thousands of dollars as a towel on me. Then how could I not laugh?" Sydney looked at the man and answered.

The man was just wearing a blazer.

There were only two buttons on it, and they were below his chest, so the strong muscles and their perfect tissues on his chest could be clearly seen.

And he had done an "exercise". Now his skin still looked pink with sweat, making him so sexy and alluring to women.

Sydney thought that now she had much thicker skin. At least, now, when she saw such a Julien, she wouldn't blush or avoid looking at him as frequently as she would before.

Now she could appreciate him calmly and let him clean her body calmly.

If she were the same as before, she would never be so bold to do that.

But she was bold enough now.

Anyway, she had no strength, and she didn't like her skin to be sticky, so she could only let the highly-spirited, strong man clean her.

And it was not bad to let a billionaire serve her like a servant, was it?

At least, her self-esteem and vanity were so much satisfied!

And as he had said, since he had seen her naked body and touched every part of it, why did she still have to be shy?

In a word, whatever, let her ruin!

Hearing Sydney's words, Julien wiped away the stains on her body gently. "Serving you is also my luck. For me, serving and attending to you is not something condescending, but my honor. I'm even willing to serve you my whole life, and I can also order a batch of towels to use on you. Of course, each of them will be as valuable as the shirt."

"No!" Sydney raised her hand with all her might to stop the man from thinking like that. "You're willing to serve me your whole life. Of course, I'm delighted, but forget about ordering such expensive towels. You may not feel it's a thing, but I do."

That was money!

Seeing Sydney's bitter expression about the expenses, Julien said with a light smile, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Since she didn't like such towels, using his clothes was the same.

Compared with using towels, he preferred to serve her with his clothes.

Seeing his clothes rub against her body, he felt dry and hot.

Thinking of that, he tightened his grip on the shirt a bit, as if to suppress something.

But he soon inhaled slightly, suppressing the restlessness at the bottom of his heart.

He could not do that again.

If he did that again, she probably wouldn't bear it.

While thinking, he massaged his temples, quickly shutting down some thoughts. He picked up the clothes thrown onto the driver's seat and began putting them on her one piece after another.

He enjoyed the process of dressing her up very much. Especially when she softly leaned against his chest, letting him do it for her, his heart turned so soft. Yet, seeing her softness without any resistance, he strongly wanted to lie on her again.

Therefore, Julien, who could have dressed her up in a short time, spent a long time on it.

And he touched her quite a few times in the process.

Of course, Sydney saw all this. But she didn't have strength, nor could she be bothered to say anything. In fact, she even had no interest in rolling her eyes.

Finally, she was dressed up.

Julien cleaned the traces in the car roughly. Only when he was sure that there were no suspicious stains left in the car did he carry Sydney out, walking toward the elevator.

Leaning against his chest, Sydney barely closed her eyes, recalling the experience in these few hours. Then she felt so embarrassed.

She had never expected that she could be so crazy to do something like this with Julien at a public place like a parking lot someday.

Should she praise her for being so bold?