Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter 1707

In order not to piss her off again, he simply said, “I’ll get a cook for her.”

They left the housing estate on foot and strolled on the streets. Blair opened the Koubeiand searched for nearby restaurants.

“What would you like to eat?” she asked. ‘Wow! We’re in the city center. There are so many high-class restaurants here, ‘ she thought.

“You’re the boss. You pick.” He was not a picky eater. Generally, he’d eat anything that was set in front of him.

His answer frustrated Blair.

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“This is our last meal together. After this, we part ways. I’m not in Love with you anymore. You don’t need to take care of me,” she mocked.

Wesley stopped in his tracks. Seeing that, Blair stopped too and turned around to look at him.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

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Wesley pulled her into his arms and did something that he had been wanting to do since they went shopping earlier.

When she tried the shade of lipstick and asked him whether she Looked good, all he knew was that he wanted to kiss her.

Yes! Kiss her! Kiss her hard! Kiss her so she couldn’t say anything hurtful!

“Again?

What is he thinking? I was always the one kissing him. But things have changed.

He’s kissedthree times in two days!”

The wind rose and chilled them. Blair couldn’t help trembling because of the cold. Wesley held her tighter and kissed her even more passionately.

As if her lips were magic, Wesley was unable to fight the urge. He couldn’t even stop.

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After a long while, he finally let go of her, panting. He rubbed her swollen Lips with his rough finger.

“Don’t say that again, Blair. I’ve been hooked since you first kissed me. You kissedonce, I’d kiss you ten times. A hundred times!”

“Seriously? He used to be an idiot when it cto love.

But now, he’s flirting with me. And doing a damn good job, too.*

“You…” Blair stammered.

“What 2″

“Nothing…” ‘Good job, Wesley! You always turnaround when I want to give up on you.’

“You should feel Lucky we’re not in the apartment. Blair, I’m not a nice guy. Pissoff again, and I’ll bring you back to the apartment.

Then…” His eyes reflected a mischievous side she rarely saw.