Reborn Hot Wife

Mary Kinson glared back, only to be met by William, who stood behind him, his black eyes half vertical and filled with a thick Tao gloom.

“I’ll blow it for you,” he said as he opened the bathroom door with a huge hand.

The gorgeous fox’s eyes are dim and slightly awned, and Mary Kinson’s beautiful eyebrows are gently gathered.

She doesn’t seem to be able to avoid William for any reason today.

But, if you think about it, William returned to Kinson’s house in person, and there are some things that can’t be uttered.

William had already stood in front of the mirror, holding a hair dryer in one hand and slightly lifting her eyebrows, quietly inviting the past, while she was thinking about it.

But it was like going to the guillotine for Mary Kinson. Her throat was slightly constricted as she approached him.

When she glances up from where she is standing in front of William, she can see the two individuals in the mirror.

Her thumb crept in along the hair as William raised her hand to pull up her long hair like seaweed. The hair was blown out, but only the hair roots were damp.

Whoo.

When the hair dryer is turned on, it makes a small noise, but it is not loud.

A heated wind flowed from the root of her hair to the tip, as if a nice giant hand had slipped down her neck, but there was a sense of spoiled comfort, and the tip of her hair swept across her neck like a feather, causing some minor scratching.

For a brief while, Mary Kinson’s attractive fox eyes gazed in the mirror. His thick black eyelashes dropped down to hide his eyelids, and the man in the mirror had hanging black eyes.

In this way, his Zhang Jun face hides the bad people’s eagle eyes, while his brow reveals a touch of beauty and depth. He is used to the cold and biting breath at close range all year.

It’s as though I’m a completely different person.

In the mirror, William immediately raised his dark eyes, and his pupils, which shone like obsidian, locked her gaze.

She hurriedly bowed her head and pushed her gaze aside, as if she were a robber.

But I don’t want to, William is tugging a strand of her hair in her hand, her head bowed quickly, and her straight frown was dragged by her hair: “Hiss…”

“Sorry, it pains you,” William said, letting go of his massive hand and raising his brows slightly.

“Fortunately, it doesn’t hurt very much, and the hair blows practically, OK,” she said, raising her hand and caressing the hair.

She walked ahead while holding the sink and speaking. Her slippers slid as they accidently trod on wet stains, causing her feet to slip. She slammed her fist against the mirror.

Standing behind her, William witnessed her collapse. She reached out and grabbed the bath towel on her back without much thought.

Mary Kinsonin is being yanked in mid-air to keep her balance, but the bath towel is strangling her chest a little.

She clumsily sipped her lips and lifted her leg to take a step forward.

Whoo.

Her bath towel was fully taken away from her body. She simply felt a strong wind rush through her body, and the chilly light around her soon wrapped itself around her, cooling her entire body.

Mary Kinson is a character in the film Mary Kinson

Her chestnut pupils shook down when she raised her gaze, and she was nude in the mirror.

“Give me the bath towel!” she cried as she hurriedly squatted down and hugged her, her head buried deep between her knees.

Her black eyes are dark and surging, and her Adam’s apple slides up and down as William stands behind her, still holding a full bath towel in her enormous palm.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

He had seen everything he needed to see.

The body is still deliciously tight and hasn’t changed at all.

He could clearly feel an open flame burning in his gut, and his bath towel-holding fingers couldn’t help but clench together, and his knuckles grew white from the exertion. In just a few seconds, it was clear that he was attempting to control his emotions.

“Give me the bath towel…” Mary Kinson, who hadn’t received the bath towel in a long time, pleaded with panic and bashful eyes like a child: “Give me the bath towel…”

However,  William’s dark eyes hang down, and she merely observed his fundus burning under a cluster of flames from that perspective, horrifying her.

She immediately averted her gaze, and her voice was hushed: “Look away! Look away from me! Don’t let your face pass you by.”

Words fell, her sight slid to the edge of the figure’s micro-movement, and a cold breath touched her, as if an unseen blanket would cover her naked.

A frigid voice is like a hot glass of old wine: “You don’t have to be shy since it’s not the first time you’ve seen it.”

This is the kind of thing the seventh master says, and some people can’t stand it.

Her head was securely buried, and her ears were red from her hair, making people feel sorry for her and desire to bite it down.

“Stop talking nonsense and give me the bath towel as soon as possible.” Mary Kinson raised her head, snatched the bath towel from her hand, and yanked it hard.

William, on the other hand, had no intention of letting go. She drew close to the impasse.

Her eyes are somewhat closed, and she looks at him with embarrassment and irritation: “Let go!”

What exactly is this? To rob bath towels, I went naked with William. She will not hesitate to enter if there is a seam!

William’s small lips are curled in an intriguing smile, and his eyes are blatantly downward and slowly. The moonlight and burning appear to be perplexing his long and narrow eyes.

For fear of seeing what he shouldn’t see again, Mary Kinson quickly turned his back and placed his body on a tight plate.

“If you do it again, Seven Ye, I’ll…”

William’s chilly voice dropped down before his voice fell: “What is the reason for this? Also, can you give me bone-biting powder and torture me for three days and three nights?”

Her bath towel landed on her bright back with the sound.

Mary Kinson reached out and slid the bath towel through her arm, quickly wrapping it.

She looked completely different in a bath towel than she did while she was naked, and her expression dropped.

People who are flustered and unsure of themselves appear to be someone else.

“So you went back to Su’ house today specifically to help Jojo cause a ruckus?”

Both of them gently stood up while speaking.

William is still a head taller than her, and simply staring at her with her eyes down can be too much for her.

Mary Kinson, on the other hand, is no longer terrified of him. The fox with the drizzle has a chill about criticizing people’s muscles and bones: “It is unnecessary for the seventh master to seek justice for her.”

William imprisoned her in front of the sink, holding her hand beside her. The wall was on the left, and there was no way out.

She, on the other hand, has no intention of fleeing.

“You are the only woman worthy of my justice,” he said gently as he opened his mouth.

During this period, Mary Kinson is still upset about the dark department’s attack on him.

The fundamental reason is because she is unable to comprehend William’s thoughts, as if she can never see the bottom of his eyes.

“But isn’t it the dark department under the seventh master who wants to harm me?” Mary Kinson has brilliant eyes and a slightly frigid tone to her voice: “I might be lying in which hospital now if it weren’t for you saving me once or twice.”

When it comes to this, William’s brows are delicately drawn together, and a spark of shame flashes across the bottom of his eyes. It’s business as usual in a flash: “There will be no next time.”

Mary Kinson reached out and pushed William back. He was looking at MoMo: “It makes no difference if there is a later date. In most cases, I will prioritize prevention.”

She fully grasped the meaning of the remark, accompanying you is like escorting a tiger, at this point.

She didn’t move since William was like a boulder. Her black eyes drew her in again: “The dark portion was seeking for Jane Jiu the first time, not for you. Jojo had a token in his hand the second time, and he mobilized the dark part without my knowing.”

His largest bottom line to explain this is that he is taciturn.

Mary Kinson, on the other hand, couldn’t perceive his thoughts clearly at the moment, and he didn’t realize how significant he was to him.

Mary Kinson used both hands to keep the bath towel from slipping down her chest: “You said you were looking for Jane Jiu, but you weren’t aiming for me. Jane Jiu and I are the same person. Seventh Master’s statement is worthless.”

William’s brows are furrowed, and his dark eyes are slightly clouded: “Can you tell me what you want me to do?”

Then, Mary Kinsons lifts her eyes slightly, “Some hard to believe is seven ye mouth say,” she says.

She, on the other hand, did not believe him and only skimmed the clean relationship: “Where can I allow the Seventh Master do anything for me as a Miss Su Jia Er? In any case, there isn’t much of a connection between us.”

“If the seventh master is dissatisfied with our relationship, please inform me ahead of time the next time. I’m going to pack my belongings and depart. I don’t have to go to tremendous lengths to exploit the people in the dark; at the very least, give me a chance to live.”

William’s attractive face immediately plummeted down a few minutes in front of him as soon as the words sound fell, and his dark eyes were like the dreary sea floor, which was cold and frightening.

“Can you tell me what you’re talking about?”

Close the distance suddenly, causing Mary Kinson’s heartbeat to skip a beat and his breath to gather.

She quickly realized she had just used an arrogant tone in her speech.