Chapter 793 I am not like a boyfriend.
The man looked at her, his eyes as black as the deep sea.
As if he whispered in her ear in a low and gentle voice.
Both of their breaths were very clear.
Standing at the door, Nikita looked at his face, and her ear turned red, her heart also racing.
She could even hear her heartbeat, racing again and again, much faster than usual.
She was a little nervous about such inexplicable emotions. Then she looked away, and said as calm as possible. “I
see.” Sheehan looked at the nervous girl who still feigned calmness. He couldn’t help but smile.
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He also didn’t reveal her feelings, only looking at her. He felt Nikita was so cute now, unlike before. She was only in
her teens, but she always acted maturely, which was not accordance to her age.
At this moment, the girl standing in front of him, her cheeks and ears glowing slightly red, was like a girl who was
only eighteen years old.
It is quite good.
Sheehan didn’t want her to be too precocious and sensible.
He hopes that his girl would act like others at her age in front of him. He will solve what she can’t understand and
address.
In fact,
she was so smart and capable to solve everything by herself well that he feels that he is not like her boyfriend.
His girlfriend is so capable that he can not help her.
He feels that he has so many skills, but he can’t display them.
“Niky, can I go in?” Sheehan smiled. “I’m thirsty. Can you allow me to drink a glass of water?”
Nikita, “…”
She leaned over. “Well, come in.”
He walked into the room, still looking at her.
He was obsessed with cleanliness, so he usually lived in the five star-rated hotels. This kind of hotel was the last
choice for him to live. He wouldn’t walk in such hotel if Nikita was not here.
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At the moment, looking at the girl walking in front of him, he was not judgy, but he was in a good mood, feeling
everything here was good.
Just because Nikita was here.
“Find yourself a place to sit.” Nikita walked to a small table, took a bottle of water from the bag on it, and throw the
water to Sheehan. “The kettle is not clean, so it can’t boil water. Drink this.”
He caught it. He just said he was thirsty, but he didn’t drink water after he got the water, only grasping it and
looking at Nikita, who took out some snacks out of the bag again.
She turned around, with the bag of snacks, “Have some?”
Sheehan looked at the bag in her hand, which was full of fried food, such as potato chips.
He shook his head. “I’m not hungry. You eat.”
“Fine.” She tore open a bag of potato chips, walking to his side, and sat next to him, crossing her legs under herself
and eating the chips.