Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Jasmine pouted, as if she did not like the way that Boyce always thought that she was still young. She stressed, “I am an adult. Don’t always treat me like a child. You’re not a father and I’m not your daughter.”

Boyce was speechless.

He explained, “I didn’t treat you as my daughter.”

“If you treat me as your daughter, then you’re a beast.” Jasmine hugged his neck, “Are you going back to the police station?”

Boyce said, “Yes.”

He still had some works to do. He came back just because he wanted to change his clothes.

“Then what time will you be back at night? I’ll prepare dinner and wait for you.”

Boyce thought for a while, “I’ll be back around 5.”

Jasmine let go of him, “Then you go to work. Change the clothes, I’ll wash for you.”

Boyce looked at her.

Jasmine walked to the front of the table and sat down, “I won’t look at you when you change your clothes. Don’t behave like a shy little girl.”

Boyce was speechless.

His self-esteem was hurt.

‘Which part of mine looks like a little girl?’

if she wanted to

‘This little girl

close

Boyce was speechless.

underpants inside. He was not afraid of

self-esteem in front of

his clothes. His body was straight like a poplar willow. He was muscular but not the

him, but when she saw him naked, her face could not help but burned. In turn,

and did not look at

Boyce quickly wore

and pretended to be calm, “You change your clothes, I’ll wash my

kitchen to wash her hands and continue to prepare the dumplings. After she washed her hands and Boyce

Jasmine opened the door.

of the door. They looked at Jasmine and then looked at each other and

Jasmine nodded, “You are?”

was because their uniforms were different from Boyce’s, so Jasmine could judge that they were not his colleagues. However, they looked like government officers

and broke in. Boyce was about to put the

were from

his identity card and the investigation document, “We had received a report that you have a university student as your mistress, sounds like it’s

stood in front of Boyce,

in the photo, “This is the evidence that the informer gave. Furthermore, we had investigated that

said, “Yes, that’s right, but what can

a mistress, why are you here?” The man looked around the house when he was talking. He saw the dumplings on

in his hands, “Boyce, as a government officer, I think you shall know what are the