Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 2253 The pillow that slammed onto Waylon‘s body felt like a rectangular tofu. Neither did it hurt nor did it itch. He grabbed Cameron with his huge hand, yanked her, rolled over, and sat on her body.

Cameron froze, and the arrogance that she was exuding just now disappeared almost instantly. She warned him in a cowardly manner, “You, don‘t you dare touch me.”

He raised his eyebrows slightly and got half an inch closer to her face. He was so close to her that his breath was brushing against her cheek. “But aren‘t you the legendary Mr. Southern who‘s known for his courage?”

She forced a smile. “No, no, I‘m a very timid lady.”

His lips seemed about to stick to her ear. “What are you afraid of? Didn‘t you tell Deedee that I wouldn‘t eat others when we were in the car the other day?”

Cameron pursed her lips, and her eyelashes twitched.

Her heart was knocking against her chest frantically, thumping extremely loudly. Waylon stared at her face and rubbed the corners of her lips with his fingertips, and she could feel the surrounding temperature in the narrow space rise.

Seeing that he was approaching, Cameron closed her eyes tightly.

After a long time, he gave off a hoarse chuckle, and his lips landed on her forehead. “It‘s time to get up.”

Immediately after that, he sat up, adjusted his nightgown, got off the bed, and left the bedroom.

Cameron opened her eyes and was dumbfounded.

‘Did he just leave?

forehead, and there was still a hint of residual warmth. She immediately buried her face into the pillow in shame. “Cameron Southern, wake up, don‘t be captivated

freshened herself and

looking exceptionally solemn. It was her first time seeing his formally styled hair. He looked

wearing was the one that she had

of berry oatmeal. “Don‘t you plan to accompany

oatmeal. “What important occasion are

“Oh.”

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I‘ll go out and fool around

on her own words and oatmeal. “Who would be worried that you‘ll fool around with other women?

whatever I like, would you

with a chuckle, “Can I even exert any control over

fingers and placed them under his chin. “Then do you want to be

was an implicit meaning lying

her oatmeal. “Who

you?”

windbreaker,walked to the entryway, stopped by the shoe cabinet, turned around, and

at him. “What

waved at her, motioning her to go

him, got jerked into his arms unexpectedly,