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.”

said it. Come on, let me gave you a hit.” Ferne was touched by Noah’s smile, thinking that the smile

thinking that Ferne didn’t dare to make a

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

kilos. He almost threw up. He pinched Ferne’s waist and wanted to push him down, “Get

a way to restrain him. He immediately wrapped his hands and feet around Noah and was determined to vie to see who

down, and didn’t want to hurt him. He warned again, “Get

bathrobes went loose. Ferne lay on Noah skin to skin, his hands still holding Noah’s neck. He faintly sensed something wrong below, and then his face turned blushed as he crawled

Noah loudly at this point, but his face turned blushed. Ferne

sat on stool, far away from Ferne, and did

asked, “Do you want a drink? I’ll

he hurriedly ran

Holy shit!

washed his face, calming the dryness-heat.

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

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

friend, who was in his forties, looked quite gentlemanly. The two of them did not wear bathrobes, but golden-green Khan steam suits of Forest Hot Spring. It seemed

back to them and could vaguely hear the

What? English?

were many foreign customers in his

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

and other daily vocabulary. When in other professional field, he couldn’t understand

almost passed by, but suddenly, Branden’s friend glanced in Ferne’s direction and smiled.

boy?” Branden

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