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?"

he added, "I'll be pretty busy from now

the bedroom, and

and hers

even looked similar. Blair couldn't help thinking that judging from their usernames, one might think they were

Mine's 1104.

door, Blair

phone away and gave her a confused look.

to your apartment. Now that you like her that much, why not tell her and make her your girlfriend? What are you waiting for? Too

came his warning.

me guess: you use her birthday as a PIN

Wesley turned around to

her your fiancee? She might be too young now, but when she's old

frowned. That was when it hit him—Blair

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

night; her scent, her sweetness, her softness. He tried to forget it by burying himself in his work. Over time, he managed to think of her less and

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

quit talking like that,

kiss?' Her eyes lit up. She suddenly wrapped her arms 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 a reward.

also started to realize this. 'I think she's enjoying this, '

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

turned around, ran into her apartment and locked the door. She

would kill her. She liked him, but she wouldn't risk her life to chase him.

at the closed door, Wesley

his bedroom, closing the door behind him. But soon something occurred to him. He opened the door and walked

was right. There was the bag

it out of the cabinet and

bag again. Was she