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Chapter I marry, dare you marry! 3
Claudia went in and saw all this and froze.
He’s really, really happy.
She had never seen him like this before.
Turned around, Rowan took a sip of the wine, phoenix eyes across a not far distance, projected over, firmly and steadily landed on her face.
Get all her reactions in the fundus.
Claudia had a cold war and suddenly was at a loss as to what to do and how to speak.
But Rowan asked, “Do you want a drink?”
She had to nod.
So he went to the table and poured her a glass of red wine.
Claudia walked over and picked up the red wine.
A light, scarlet liquid hit the wall of the cup, such as a mysterious mandala in full bloom.
Looking up at his handsome face, he thought for a moment and then looked at his white shirt.
He didn’t wear a coat, the simplest white shirt he wore was called a nice one.
The cuffs were folded up twice at will, revealing solid forearm muscles and beautiful honey color.
Raise your hand, and the action of drinking turns into pouring wine.
The white shirt on the chest was soaked with red wine, and the harsh reddish color flowed down the cloth, winding traces in confusion.
There is also a small part of it seeped in and stuck to the skin, which is very uncomfortable.
Rowan took a sip of wine, put the cup on the table, and then began to undress. “What do you mean?”
Claudia sneered： “Slide hands, do you believe it?”
“Do you think I believe it?”
“Do you believe it or not?”
After a round, he threw the white shirt on the table and came up to shake her hand.
Claudia quickly hid back and was pulled to his eyes by his twisted arm twice.
Looking up, she stared at him without avoiding.
His thin lip flung up with a perplexing smile.
Bend over and approach, his bouquet pounced on his nose and his lips clung to her ears.
“Angry?”
“I dare not.”
“Dare not get angry, but have the courage to pour wine?”
“I said my hand is slippery, are you deaf?”
“Claudia!”
“Rowan!”
The woman was panting and her chest fluctuated up and down.
His eyes fell on it and gradually turned pale.
When he found out, Claudia gritted his teeth and was angry： “What are you looking at?”
He snorted and let her go.
Claudia stepped back a few steps and watched him drink leisurely. However, he was angry. He came forward again and grabbed his glass and smashed it on the ground with the bottle.
Wu Ruo listened to the sound outside and his little heart shook.
My god!
Miss Mu, are you still alive?Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.
She wanted to go in and have a look, but she didn’t have that much courage.
The bouquet overflowed the ground.
Rowan withdrew his eyes and asked lightly, “Have you had enough noise?”
“Make? Is it me or you? I’d like to ask you, Rowan, have you made enough noise?”
Four eyes are opposite and sparks are flying everywhere.
Rowan raised her eyebrows with great interest, stared at her and smiled, “Claudia, you are getting better and better.”
There was no temperature in his compliments.
Claudia took a few deep breaths. “Put things down immediately, before they can be saved.”
“Can’t save it, when is that?” Rowan gathered her eyes and approached her. “You don’t, do you really think I will marry you when I can’t save it?”
“I dare not.” Claudia did not hesitate and said almost immediately, “I never dared to marry Mr. Rowan.”
Rowan’s face suddenly livid, unexpectedly thin anger.
Why?
Hurt others and hurt oneself.
Can’t they be fine?
Good to get together, good to disperse.
Do we have to get each other bloody?
Seeing through Claudia’s self－righteous look, Rowan said, “I won’t let go. You can’t go. Do you understand?”
“Well, I just think, Rowan, do we really want to pester each other to die? I can die, you don’t want to die.”
“Ha ha, you are really great.” Rowan pinched Claudia’s lower jaw and condensed her eyes. “Unfortunately, your play is too fake. Do you want to find an performing arts school to learn and come back?”
“Tut! You can see it.” Claudia’s charming smile, smiling clearly, “Then die together. Mr. Rowan will bury me with him, and I will not lose it, will I?”