His Beloved Mate

Chapter 135 You Damn Heart Thief

The bodyguard nodded, "Yes."

"Okay."

Cassie curled her lips and went downstairs with confusion. On second thought, it seemed reasonable

for Dylan to do so. He became the richest man in Asia at such a young age. It was understandable that

there were more bodyguards around him?

When Cassie walked into the living room, she heard the meow of a kitten.

A hand came out from the side of the table, which made Cassie jolt.

'Damn it! Was there really a thief at home? !'

She picked up the tray on the tea table on tiptoe and was about to approach him quietly. Suddenly, a

familiar voice sounded in her ear, "You enjoy it happily."

'Wait, why did this voice sound so familiar? !'

Dylan stood up and turned around, only to see a Cassie as if she was a thief. A trace of astonishment

flashed through his eyes, and he quickly frowned. "What are you doing?"

It was not until then that Cassie realized that she was holding a tray in her hand. She quickly put the

tray on the tea table and said, "Nothing. I just thought there was a thief at home."

"…… It's so late. Why don't you go to bed? "

"I'm hungry. By the way, why did you get up in the middle of the night? "

As Cassie spoke, she craned her neck to look at the cat. She looked at the Dylan in surprise, and then

looked at the cat. She sneered, "Are you feeding Lucky? !"

Dylan lifted his lips and walked to Cassie and was about to lift her up. He changed the topic, "Mrs.

Cassie, does your husband look like a thief?"

Cassie held his chest and said seriously, "Yes! You damn heart thief! " Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Dylan squinted at Cassie in disgust, Cassie walked to the table, squatted down and touched Lucky.

"You don't like it, do you? It's really adorable! Don't you think so? "

After clearing his throat, Dylan said, "I never say I don't like Lucky."

"You are playing word game with me again."

Cassie curled her lips discontentedly.

Dylan told her, "West Mountain Linyu is heavily guarded. No one can sneak in. Mrs. Cassie, you can

rest assured."

Cassie nodded and her stomach rumbled. Dylan frowned and asked, "Didn't you have dinner?"

She smiled sheepishly and said, "Yes, but I'm hungry now. So I go downstairs to find something to eat.

"

Dylan looked at her in disgust. "Wait for me."

Cassie broke into a laugh, "Aren't you afraid that I'll get fat?"

Dylan opened the refrigerator, glanced at her up and down, and said lightly, "It' better for girl to put on

some weight. It feels more comfortable. "

Uh... 'Why did this sentence sound so strange? !'

Dylan made some night snack for Cassie. She sat on the sofa with a glass of hot water in her hands.

She thought about what he said carefully and then stared at him with a dark face.

'Damn it! He is really experienced in talk dirty, isn't he? He always acted like an iceberg when he was

outside, but his mind was full of dirty waste behind his back!

After having the night snack, Cassie sat beside worktop. Then, Dylan handed her a glass of milk.

"Drink a glass of milk before sleep. It's good for your sleep."

Cassie drank it up obediently. When she was full, she began to feel sleepy. She yawned and said,

"Capitalist, did you put sleeping pills in the milk? I'm so sleepy... "

After a long while, Dylan said, "If I want to hurt you, you won't be able to live till now. You just feel

sleepy after eating. "

Rubbing her eyes, Cassie asked, "What do you mean?"

"…… When a person is full, a large amount of blood will flow to his intestines and stomach, and he will

feel sleepy if his brain is lack of blood. "

She became silly when she was full.

All of a sudden, Cassie plucked up her courage and jumped into Dylan's arms. She wrapped her arms

around his neck and said coquettishly, "I'm so sleepy that I don't want to move. Can you carry me back

to the bedroom?"

Frowning, Dylan looked at her with disgust in his eyes. "Don't jump on me all of a sudden."

Cassie wrapped her arms around Dylan's neck and looked adorable with her sleepy eyes. Her long

black hair was disheveled. "Please."

"Okay, I'll carry you to bedroom and sleep," Dylan said, flicking her forehead

Hearing this, Cassie finally laughed.

After Dylan carrying her back to the bedroom, Cassie began to regret what she had done when they go

upstairs, because there were many guards in the corridor! Everyone could see the intimacy between

Dylan and her.

With a red face, she pretended to sleep, trying to ease the embarrassment caused by this scene. Dylan

teased her, "This is what you ask me to do. What's wrong? Are you shy now? "

Burying her head in front of his chest, Cassie blushed and whispered, "I... I didn't know they are still

there. I don't care. Forbid them to look!"

Dylan chuckled and ordered, "You can leave now. Mrs. Cassie is too shy to be seen,"

The guards all turned around and went downstairs with their backs to Cassie and Dylan.

Cassie raised her eyebrows and thumped his chest shyly. "You! Just let them go. Why do you say that

I'm shy? !"

With a sly smile, Dylan looked at her and said seriously, "Isn't it?"

Cassie arched his nose and snorted proudly.

When they entered the bedroom, the bedside lamp was still on. When Dylan put the Cassie on the bed,

he suddenly leaned over. Cassie grabbed the quilt and moved back in horror. She said, "What do you

want to do?"

With an evil smile, Dylan stared at Cassie and said, "Mrs. Cassie, I remember I told you a long time

ago that there is no free lunch in the world."

Outside the window, the moon was bright and the wind was clear, hiding the room's spring.

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Soon it was summer. Cassie was afraid of heat, so she stayed in the West Mountain Linyu almost

every day. She only wrote the manuscript and read the book recommended by Ryan. She might be

really a talented in it. After reading these books, she searched online every day and intended to

contribute to entertainment company.

In fact, it would be better for her to talk to Dylan. But there were too many people around her who were

flattering her, and they would make her feel that she was very powerful, and she would not know her

real strength. This was the worst.

After finishing writing, Cassie went downstairs like a thief.

Cheryl was guarding for her. She sneaked into the kitchen and asked, "Is there anyone else?"

"No one. I sent Belle away."

"Cassie, it's just an ice cream. Why do you act like a thief?" Cheryl looked at her, did not know whether

to cry or to laugh.

Cassie took out two ice sticks from the freezer and said, "You don't know, the capitalist doesn't allow

me to eat."

Because the doctor had told her not to eat too much ice cream, but she felt sorry for herself that she

couldn't eat ice cream at summer. How could she be so obedient and not eat ice cream.