Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 1907

Vincent tied his tie and buttoned up, his gray suit wrapped around his upright figure, Daisy looked back at him and missed a beat in her heart, obviously the same gray suit, but the feeling he exuded was completely different from Rio, Vincent was too lonely and cold.

Retracting her beaten thoughts, Daisy dragged her already wrinkled gown and tried to go to the bathroom to brush her hair, yet Vincent who didn't get an answer didn't want to let her go easily.

So he yanked Daisy's arm over and swept her into his arms.

"You haven't answered me."

This sudden move stunned Daisy for a moment, and she quickly calmed down, her pupils imprinted with the morning sun that had risen outside the window.

"We don't know each other that well, we don't have to tell you, do we?"

"Don't get your hands on me."

The words are strong, but Daisy is almost begging, Vincent is not willing to let her go, cupping her chin, face close to her, warm breath on her face from time to time, making Daisy panic.

"Why, you were much more daring than these moves last night."

The flirtatious words spilled out from Vincent's low, charming voice, and Daisy felt like she had been drugged again, her cheeks burned terribly, and she hung her head and didn't dare look at him.

By mentioning what happened last night in such a matter, Vincent is trying to embarrass her.

She won't let him get away with it easily!

Daisy gritted her teeth, ruthlessly pushed him away, covered her chest with a few big gasps of air, and then tried to grab the door and escape.

Vincent knew she must be heading straight for the door, and with a few healthy steps he blocked her from leaving.

This time, Daisy is completely angry, she looked up coldly at the man in front of her, look very unhappy: "What do you really want? You've slept with me, you don't want to pay me, and you want to sell me to Africa?"

At that, Vincent tilted his head in slight confusion and suddenly understood what Daisy was talking about.

He raised his eyebrows, his expression was unpredictable, and his eyes were obscure: "I haven't mentioned this matter yet, and yet you remembered, are you being fainthearted?"

Vincent's words were undoubtedly testing her, but Daisy didn't eat it either. She tilted her head, pursed her lips and looked at him disdainfully twice: "If you don't believe I'm Daisy, just forget it, there's no need to keep testing me, right? Is that funny?"

Listening to Daisy's aggressive rhetorical question, Vincent raised an eyebrow and stared into her stubborn eyes with an indistinguishable expression.

It seems that it is too early to say that Daisy is lying to him.

Vincent put away the suspicion in his mind, raised his wrist to look at the time and found that it was already late. He surveyed Daisy's wretched gown and frowned rather discontentedly.

"This gown of yours is too worn out, let's take the back door and send you back."

Seeing him looking at his clothes with a disgusted face, Daisy was furious, it was not his fault that his clothes could turn out like this!