Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Blair's head was spinning. When she could finally think clearly, she found herself sitting at the table already.

The dishes on the table remained untouched. Megan sat on the couch, playing games on her phone. Seeing Wesley and Blair were back already, she put her phone away and stood up.

"Where did you go? I'm starving. Let's eat," Megan said pouting as she sat opposite Blair.

Blair smiled. "I took a walk." She was surprised to know that Wesley and Megan hadn't eaten yet. 'Was he waiting for me, then?'

Wesley took the seat next to her and threw her a pair of chopsticks. "Here. Eat."

Blair picked up the chopsticks and tried a couple pieces of tofu. The dinner was already cold.

"I'll heat these up," she said as she stood up.

Wesley dragged her back into her seat with one hand. "It's not too cold. Don't go to the trouble. Just eat."

The heat had been turned on, so the dishes were just room temperature. Blair sat back.

After taking a couple bites, Megan complained, "The beef bone broth is cold. Uncle Wesley, can you warm it up for me? It might cause a tummy ache if we eat it cold."

"Okay." Wesley dropped his chopsticks and walked into the kitchen, carrying the beef bone broth.

Blair gaped at him. 'He just said the dishes weren't that cold.'

After dinner, the three of them left Wesley's place together. Wesley was going to drive Megan home, and Blair went back to her own apartment.

When the doorbell rang, Blair was relaxing, reading on the bed after a comfortable shower. She jogged to the door. It was Wesley. He had just come back home.

He was holding his phone in his hands. "What's your WeChat account?"

be pretty busy from now on. So

her phone from the bedroom, and

username was Wes, and hers was Bless.

couldn't help thinking that judging from

your apartment. Mine's 1104. You might need

again.' Leaning on the door, Blair asked,

away and gave her a

shrugged. "Her birthday is your phone password. And it's the code to your apartment. Now that you like her that much, why not tell her

his

me guess: you use her birthday as a

turned around to enter his

and you're not related, why not make her your fiancee? She might be too

Wesley frowned. That was when it hit him—Blair misunderstood his relationship with Megan.

over to her, pressed her against the door, held the back of her head in his hand, and kissed her passionately

been wonderful, and for a long time afterwards, he dreamed of it every night; her scent,

startled by his sudden decisive action. 'Wh-what's happening? He's kissing me!' Wesley was still

warned in her ear, "So quit talking like that, or

around his waist and asked, "What kind of punishment did you have in mind?" She didn't think of this as a punishment, but rather

to realize this. 'I think she's

her hands away and stressed, "Next time, I'll make you

ran into her apartment and locked the door. She leaned her back

but she wouldn't risk her life to chase

at the closed door, Wesley smiled, amused by

him. But soon something occurred to him. He opened the door and walked

of the cabinets. And he was right. There was the bag Blair

and

the bag again. Was she trying to get it