NovelEnglishChristopher Lancelot leaned languidly against the sofa with his legs crossed. He smiled faintly as he gazed at Xyla Quest. "You shouldn't take such a long drag since this is your first tsmoking. Try inhaling a bit at a time, and slowly 'send' it to the lungs." Xyla followed his instructions and gave it another try.
It did not feel so irritating this time, but she was still coughing non-stop.
In the end, she chose to give up.
She pulled the cigarette away from her mouth, intending to put it out. Search the Findwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
However, Christopher took the cigarette from her and placed it between his lips, puffing at it even though Xyla had touched it before. "Don't waste it." "Hey, it's dirty." "It's okay, I don't mind your saliva." Xyla could sense the ambiguity in his actions and words.
Xyla immediately turned to Christopher with a straight face. "You know that you're just..." "A friend to you." "I don't mind you because you're my friend too. What are you thinking? Hmm?" As Christopher spoke, he flicked Xyla's forehead with his index finger.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA slight pain spread over her skin.
Xyla subconsciously massaged her forehead.
"Do you feel better now?" Christopher quickly changed the subject.
Xyla shook her head.
"Shall we go for a walk?" Christopher asked.
"Nah, I don't feel like it," Xyla refused.
"Hey, don't turndown. I've helped you many times. I'm not asking too much, am I?" 0 11 Xyla did not know what to say anymore.
Christopher rose to his feet and extended his hand toward her. "Cwith me." Instead of holding his hand, Xyla gave him an apathetic look and got up on her own, walking out the room before him.
Christopher smirked contentedly and followed her out at once.
There were countless men in black guarding the door.
As far as the eye could see, the whole aisle seemed to have been painted in black.
When they saw Xyla and Christopher cout of the room, they instantly hung their heads respectfully and greeted the two in unison, "Master Lancelot... Miss Quest..." Xyla returned them a curt nod, and so did Christopher.
Christopher quickened his pace to walk side by side with Xyla. He then tugged her left sleeve and gushed, "T'|| make you forget all your problems soon." Initially, he was hoping that she could slowly digest everything by giving her enough space.
He thought she would feel better after that.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHowever, it seemed that he was wrong. He had to work out another plan.
Upon hearing that, Tucker immediately rushed to Cher's side and whispered in his ear, "Master Lancelot, don't forget about your big business..." "Shut it." Christopher glowered coldly at him. He then tugged Xyla's sleeve and led her to the lobby.
The others followed closely behind them.
"Tucker, take six or seven people with us and ask the rest to go back first," Christophen ordered frigidly without even turning around to look at him.
Tucker nodded courteously and then casually pointed at six people out of the group of men, motioning them to stay with him. The remaining henchmen followed his instruction and called it a day. Afterward, the seven of them caught up with Xyla and Christopher and went into the elevator together. Tucker pressed the first-floor button.
Xyla peered at Christopher hesitantly and cautiously. "You can actually leavein my room if you have something to do." Though she did not know what Tucker had told Christopher just now, she felt that there was something urgent waiting for him to settle.
Christopher shrugged indifferently. "Don't worry about it. It's not a big deal." Tucker secretly rolled his eyes at his master.
It was billions of dollars worth of business! X
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