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?"

say anything, he added, "I'll be pretty busy from now on. So I might need help taking care

from the bedroom, and they friended each other on

was Wes, and hers was

two names rhymed and even looked similar. Blair couldn't help thinking that judging

password to your apartment. Mine's 1104. You might

on the door, Blair

and gave her a confused look.

your phone password. And it's the code to your apartment. Now that you like her that much, why not tell her and

came his

her birthday as a PIN for your credit

Wesley turned around to enter his

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

him—Blair misunderstood his relationship with Megan. It irritated him.

the back of her head in his hand, and kissed her passionately on

her scent, her sweetness, her softness. He

startled by his sudden decisive action. 'Wh-what's happening? He's kissing me!' Wesley was still in control, so it wasn't

in her ear, "So quit talking like that, or it won't be just

and asked, "What kind of punishment did you have in mind?" She didn't

think she's enjoying this, '

pried her hands away and stressed, "Next time, I'll make you do a 5k run with

into her apartment and locked the door. She leaned her back against it, panting heavily.

him, but she

the closed door, Wesley smiled, amused

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

opened one of the cabinets. And he was right.

the cabinet and looked inside. Just then, the doorbell rang.

the bag again. Was she trying to