Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 353

Ferne was excited again. “Anything. Like how did you get your figure? Why did you get it? To attract women or something else?”

This was “anything”?

“I didn’t exercise,” Noah replied dryly. “It was because of fight.”

“What?” Ferne didn’t seem to understand.

Noah frowned and explained again, “I used to fight a lot.”

“…”

Noah didn’t want to talk about his past. He was not willing to reveal his secret and he knew that rich gentlemen always looked down on people with low backgrounds and disdained to associate with gangsters.

He didn’t want to see disdain in Ferne’s eyes.

At this moment, he noticed Ferne’s silence. He held his finger slightly. If Ferne mocked him, Noah was not sure how he would respond. He might beat him up, or pretend that nothing had happened.

But, from now on, he would never bring up this topic.

“Holy shit, Bro! You’re awesome! You can get such a good figure by fighting? Where do you fight? Can I go with you?” Ferne was amazed, clapping his hands.

Noah was lost for words.

He sighed, and even put on a faint smile, “You lunatic.”

just said it. Come on, let me gave you a hit.” Ferne was touched by Noah’s smile, thinking that the smile was pretty sweet. Then, he pointed at Noah

him, thinking that Ferne didn’t dare to make

had been roaring for a while alone, and seeing Noah’s fearless appearance, he was really aroused

kilos. He almost threw up. He pinched Ferne’s waist and

pale face, Ferne finally found a way to restrain him. He immediately wrapped his hands and feet

couldn’t pull him down, and didn’t want to

holding Noah’s neck. He faintly sensed something wrong below, and then his face turned blushed as he crawled down to the

at Noah loudly at this point, but his face turned blushed. Ferne crossed his legs and smiled embarrassedly, “It’s

Ferne, and did not respond when

“Do you want a drink? I’ll get

hurriedly

Holy shit!

He washed his face, calming the dryness-heat. Then he muttered to himself in front of

went to the lobby to order two drinks. As he waited, the elevator not far away

his sixties, but he looked like only fifty. He didn’t have disgusting greasy skin or bald head. On the contrary, he gave off a very gentle appearance. His words and behaviors were permeated with a very good manners of

but golden-green Khan steam suits of Forest Hot Spring. It seemed that they

his back to them and could

What? English?

in his

realized that he overestimated himself. Perhaps they were talking about something more professional in business,

about red wine, check-in and other daily

two almost passed by, but suddenly, Branden’s friend

boy?” Branden smiled

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