My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 144 The Entangled Hair

After dinner, Ryan drove Jocelyn home.

Along the way, he remained silent and frowned.

The inside of the car was extremely dark. Jocelyn didn't notice the expression change on his face.

When they arrived at the Murphy mansion, the car stopped steadily.

During the meal, Jocelyn drank some red wine. At that time, she didn't feel nothing wrong, but now she

felt that she was a little drunk.

Ryan drove her directly home.

The car stopped steadily at the entrance of the main building. Jocelyn turned to look at Ryan, "Thank

you for driving me back. Be careful on the road. Good night."

After saying that, she closed the car door and walked home.

"Wait a minute..." Ryan also got out of the car.

The cold wind was oncoming, and they two moved slightly.

"Whenever you need help, you can come to me. Since we can't be lovers, I hope we can be good

friends." Ryan looked sincere and his eyes were smiling.

This smile was purely heartwarming.

"Okay, bye." After speaking, Jocelyn waved to him and walked away.

Ryan stood silently in the same place. Tears flew down without a sound.

But no one noticed.

Noah on the balcony could see all this in the yard clearly.

He took a deep puff of cigarette and narrowed his eyes slightly. His eyes were so deep that others

couldn't see his emotions.

When Jocelyn returned home, she received a message from Paige.

Bella had been sentenced to be imprisoned for a month.

When Jocelyn saw this message, a smile appeared on her face.

When she looked up, the sky was full of dazzling stars.

The lights at home were always on, which was enough to comfort her on this cold winter night.

Since when, she had become accustomed to the scene where the lights in this house were on for her

every day.

Pieces of snowflakes as soft as goose feathers fell from the sky and landed on her face and strands of

hair.

Although it was cold, she felt warm.

When she walked into the house, there were bursts of warmth coming towards her. She changed her

slippers and walked into the living room.

There was no one around. The house was surprisingly quiet.

She took off her white coat and went straight upstairs.

When she walked to the door of her own room, the door of the next room suddenly opened.

The man walked out with an empty glass in his hand.

The black silk nightgown was loose on him. The strong chest muscles could be seen, which looked so

sexy.

Fair skin, against the black nightgown, looked extraordinarily fair. At first glance, he looked so noble.

He didn't look like a bandit, but looked like some business elites.

"You're back." He said lightly.

Then he walked in front of her.

"Yeah." Jocelyn responded softly. Her voice was as soft as ever.

There was no alcohol in her voice, but it was unexpectedly intoxicating.

The wine had a strong delayed effect. She felt a little dizzy, then she leaned towards him.

The man's body temperature came to her through the clothes.

She immediately trembled and her heart beat faster.

"Wanna to hug me?" He asked in a low voice and smiled playfully.

The warm breath poured down from the top of the head. Part of it fell on her earlobe, which made her

feel bursts of numb.

It seemed that countless small ants had crawled into her heart. It was so itchy that she couldn't

breathe.

"I'm sorry. The wine I drank tonight was a little too strong." Jocelyn quickly stood up, preparing to stay

away from him.

However, as soon as she took a step to the side, she felt a sharp pain in her scalp. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

"Ouch..." She whispered painfully, and reached out to touch her scalp.

"Don't move. Your hair is caught in the buttons of my nightgown." He stretched out his long arms and

pulled her into his arms, then his chin just rested on the top of her head.

Such a posture instantly made her look petite.

At such a close distance, her heartbeat was almost out of control.

"Then untie it quickly." Jocelyn said.

"Well..." His voice was damn sexy. The closer she got, the better she felt it sexy.

It was just like the most expensive cello was playing the perfect movement, with a noble texture in the

deep.

She felt that she was drunk more.

"Is it okay?" she asked.

"Wait a minute..." He seriously lowered his head to untie her hair, but it was so entangled that he

couldn't untie it for a while.

Their bodies stuck to each other. She didn't dare to move, for fear of hurting herself.

Between the ups and downs of breathing, her hair gently rubbed against his face, causing bursts of

itch.

Unconsciously, Jocelyn felt that something was against her.

She was instantly shocked and took a step back.

However, Noah stretched out his long arms again, domineeringly pulled her back, and commanded in a

low voice above her head, "Don't move, okay?"

After saying it, he continued.

Jocelyn stood there obediently, letting him untie the entangled hair.

The distance between them was so close that they could hear each other's heartbeat and breath

clearly.

As time went by, Jocelyn's heartbeat became more and more fast.

About five minutes later, Jocelyn asked seriously and gently, "Is it all right?"

Noah said, "Not yet. Just wait."

Jocelyn urged, "Then hurry up."

Noah answered, "Well, I will."

As soon as he finished speaking, he smiled.

After a long time, he still didn't untie it.

"Why can't you untie it?" Jocelyn became impatient, "Why are you so slow?"

"What's the hurry? Take it easy..." He replied.

Jocelyn felt speechless.

But she didn't want to take it easy. She hoped that he could untie it faster and faster.

At this moment, she felt embarrassed.

Because the hair was on him, she could only continue to stick to him obediently, letting her hair

entangle between his five fingers.

She didn't dare to distance herself from him at all.

If she stepped back, it was the tearing pain on the scalp.

If she moved forward, her heart was beating wildly again.

"Your heart is beating very fast..." Noah said, with a bit of playfulness in his eyes.

Jocelyn was stunned, and then she said solemnly, "How come?"

Noah smiled slightly, "Nervous?"

Jocelyn responded immediately, "No."

Noah raised his eyebrows slightly, "You're just nervous."

Jocelyn was serious and she said righteously, "I'm not... You are talking nonsense."

"Okay, okay." Noah spoke again.

Jocelyn didn't know if it was a delusion or something. She actually heard a hint of pampering in his

tone.

Was it the delusion because of alcohol?

At this moment, she felt that her heart was in her throat...

She didn't even know how to breathe.