Let's Get Married

Chapter 643: It’s Him

Jasmine immediately stiffens because she notices that there is actually a man behind her...

The moment she realizes that, she curls herself up near the car door and turns around nervously to look at the sound source. However, she's frozen when she sees the man.

This man...

Seeing the uncertainty in her eyes, Pehry raises his sharp eyebrows slightly. Compared to her nervousness, he is especially relaxed. "Remember me?"

It's not that Jasmine has a good memory, but it is too hard for her to forget that he blew on her face that day.

"You, it's you?"

She whispers, in a shaky voice with fear. Unfortunately, Pehry doesn't have the mood to show mercy. He shakes his head and snorts, "It's me."

"You… Why did you kidnap me?" Jasmine stares at him and asked him warily.

Pehry only sneers at her question. His peach-shaped eyes are like icy lakes in the cold winter, with ice flying out with no warmth.

"Why am I looking for you? Don't you know?" Pehry asks in a menacing voice.

Jasmine is even more puzzled, her face turning pale with fear. "I don't know. You... How do you know my name?"

"Not only do I know your name, I also know where you live and you study at an art college. And... "Pehry purposely pauses for a moment. His thin lips curl up without smiling. He slowly glances over her and says, "I also know about your bust, waist, and hip measurements."

"..."

in love before, almost a minute

big eyes widen but with no deterrence, and her ears turn red.

Not to mention the flaws, there are not even pores. When the light falls on it, one can even see a thin layer of

harmless girl who reports him to the

gaze and smiles quietly. Is it a coincidence? Or is it deliberately arranged? He has no answer,

beside her. He is wearing a dark red suit,

coquettish, romantic and dissolute. And all those good or

feels that

of tons of things are pressing

slowly puts her right hand into her

when she hears the man's cold

feels suffocated as if her acupuncture point has

can do it. However, I

"..."

even his tone is normal. However, Jasmine still

doesn't seem to care about her calling the police at all. What kind of background

hand touching the phone is wet with sweat. She

space. The driver pulls the door open for Pehry. Jasmine is

black-clothed man behind her pushes her shoulders

has no choice but to

on the third floor and then the elevator door opens. They step on the high-grade carpet. The bronzed

lost

a private room. Someone pushes the door open. Pehry walks in first, and Jasmine

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