Keep you in my arms

Seeing that he was about to go out with a smile, she quickly stopped him, "Edward!"

"What?" He stopped and turned around.

"Can I not take these clothes?"

"How can I take back my gift? "If you don't want to accept others' kindness, there are many other ways, right?"

Normally, Edward was a typical capitalist. A dress was enough for an ordinary person to pay down for a house, and a meal was a month's expense for an ordinary family. When he said this, she was slightly surprised. When she came to her senses, Edward had already gone out. Looking at his back, Angela frowned and lowered her head, murmuring, "I will pay for what you have done. Does he mean I pay back by being his girlfriend?"

When she read the last few words, her face flushed.

So, was this what Edward wanted?

She looked at the wardrobe full of strange clothes and sighed.

Edward thought carefully. He knew that she liked to clean. The clothes she bought just now had to be washed and dried, so most of the clothes here had been washed and dried.

She had no choice but to take out another pajama. After a shower, Edward made their favorite tomato and egg noodle.

Angela had been hungry for a long time. She argued with him for a long time and then even took a shower. When she smelled the fragrance, she walked over subconsciously. Perhaps she was a little familiar with him, she asked, "Mr. Edward, you are so thin. You can't eat the whole pot, can you?"

With two bowls in his hands, Edward filled the bowls with noodles and said with a smile, "Yes, I can't eat them, so I hope you can help me."

"Is it overtime to help Mr. Edward eat noodles?"

Show her pity to get small advantages!

When he was about to send the bowl in front of her, he suddenly shrank back. Seeing that he had changed his mind, Angela reached out for the bowl in his hand and said, "Thank you, Mr. Edward!"

Then she sat down and didn't look at him anymore.

She chose a pure cotton floral pajama, princess sleeve, and a little bowknot on the sleeve. Although it was a combination of top and pants, it was very ladylike.

pajamas, short sleeves were accompanied by level five trousers or shorts, and few of them

he picked out one short sleeve shirt and matched it with the trousers

with the pajamas he had chosen for her! Of course, in fact,

you eat?" Angela had eaten more than half of it, but Edward didn't eat anything. He was staring at

possibility. She was so frightened that she threw the bowl and chopsticks on the table and said with a livid face, "You... Did

chopsticks on the table, Edward

Edward was speechless.

Really poisoned?

Angela was so scared that she stood up and was about to go to the bathroom. In a panic, her mind was in a mess. At first, she couldn't help but ask herself why he poisoned her. Then she thought of a possibility that if he couldn't get her, he would kill her and then make her into a

hadn't been admitted to the postgraduate school. How could she die? If she died, the country would lose one talented person in

She had to buckle her throat and spit it out from the toilet before the poison was

that she looked at him with a frightened expression, and then wandered a few times out of her position,

Edward stopped her in a hurry.

yet..." She looked at him with a sad face and said, "Edward,

"Specimen?" He frowned.

contribute to my future studies. Edward, can you make me into a specimen after I die?" She thought of the movie in which the

crying and struggling, Edward was amused and said, "What are you

much. But the next moment, she was afraid that it was a delaying tactic. He lied to her that he didn't poison her. When she found that she was poisoned,

was really a horrible man! He might be a

hand on her throat.

can't poison me! The person who was poisoned to death has

choice but grabbed her arm and

He didn't want to offend her, but he really couldn't do anything to her. He pressed himself on her and locked her knees with his knees. He firmly grasped her wrists, making her

use a more extreme method to make you collapse on the bed!" He threatened angrily.

"specimen", completely ignoring his ambiguous eyes and the desire

'so, does he want

I... I promise you, okay? I don't want to die

you. Why

why don't