The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1420

The series of movements were fluent, skillful, and crisp.

Nicole had already arrived at Clayton's door before she could react.

She scratched her head and looked at him with misty eyes.

"Clayton, you’re back?"

Clayton looked at her with a deep gaze and hummed.

Sure enough, Nicole drank too much.

Nicole once again threw herself into his arms and muttered.

Clayton frowned. He did not hear her since her voice was too soft.

He lifted her face and narrowed his eyes.

"What did you say?"

Nicole smiled, brilliant as the sun, and wrapped her hands around his waist.

"I said that your waist is really thin. It's thinner than Ian's and Fabian's...."

In an instant, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Clayton's eyes were deep as he looked at her.

"Is that so?"

Nicole nodded firmly.

"Yup!”

She grinned and praised him. "This size is great. I like slim waists!”

Clayton’s face was dark and sunken. There seemed to be a huge storm brewing inside his eyes, a storm that was about to sweep everything away.

He held her waist even tighter in his arms. His expression was taut and unpleasant, and even his usual warmth disappeared without a trace.

Nicole felt uncomfortable. His hands were too forceful, so she wanted to get away, but Clayton did not budge a tall.

As soon as she moved, Clayton doubled his force.

After entering the door, Clayton pressed her up against the door and stared at her with dark eyes.

"Do you like my waist?”

Nicole looked at him in confusion and nodded subconsciously, reaching out to hug his waist.

She always liked his waist. Clayton's figure was perfectly proportioned, not like the kind of greasy macho man.

His body was tall, lean, and strong, especially his waist, which was more perfect than models.

Nicole enjoyed holding him every time. There was no trace of fat.

However, Clayton suddenly blocked her hand and narrowed his eyes at her.