Chapter 185 What A Rogue You Are

Amanda laid her soft body on his shoulder and murmured, "Annoyed."

"What's so annoying? Who upset you?" There were few things that could bother Amanda. He was curious about them.

"No one bullied me. I'm just upset," Amanda explained, shaking her head.

"Then what should we do?" Darren said.

"I will be happy if I beat you," Amanda said casually.

Darren slightly frowned. "Are you serious?"

Of course, Amanda was just joking. But when she saw the frown and serious look on his face, she immediately sat up and nodded.

"Are you sure you want it?" Darren asked.

Amanda blinked her eyes and answered without hesitation, "Yes."

"How happy are you?" Darren asked.

"I'm as happy as winning a lottery." With her hands folded, Amanda asked sincerely, "Do you want me to hit you?"

"Do you dare?" Darren glanced at her and said lightly.

Amanda lowered her head immediately. She dared not hit Darren. If she hit him, he must be able to break her bones. But it was hard to say. Normally if she made trouble out of nothing, he would just let her go. She was one track minded. She would never compromise on what she wanted. It must be her who would always compete with him.

Thinking about this, Amanda felt a little embarrassed, as if she had been a rascal in front of Darren.

She took a look at Darren. Noticing her gaze, he said with a sneer, "You are acting like a thief."

"Yeah, a flower picker who will steal your heart," Amanda said quickly.

"Then you steal them." Hearing this, Darren bent his eyebrows, threw the files and leaned back on the chair. He looked at Amanda carelessly and said, "Dare you?"

"Why not?" Amanda took a lily from the flowers in the vase on the cupboard behind him and shook it in front of him. "Look, I have picked it."

At the same time, a hand reached out to her waist and pulled her close to himself. Amanda chuckled and leaned against Darren's chest. With a bouquet of flowers in h

en, if you want to run with someone else, you'd better run as fast as you can. Don't let me see you again."

"In your dreams. How many injuries have I suffered in order to get you? I won't give up. You are daydreaming if you want me to let you go." Darren said firmly.

Amanda smiled. She pretended to be that way just now. She tugged at his ear and said, "After hearing what you said, I will not afraid that you run away with others."

But Darren was empty in his mind, and he had something on his mind. What Amanda had said to him just now made him look like walking on a rock in a river. He didn't know where he was, and his next step was on a rock or a torrent. Amanda in his arms was like a life-saving straw for him, and her laughter at this moment seemed to be able to pull him back from the edge of hell.

"It's done." Amanda grabbed his hand out of politeness. His fingers were slender and neatly trimmed, looking like a pianist's hands. However, the callus were at the joints of his fingers.

"Mr. Darren, the client you have booked is here," Sophie said outside the door.

"Be good and wait for me here. I'll be back soon," Darren said to Amanda.

"I'm busy too. I'm just coming here to have a look. Now I have to go back. I'm a part of the Cheng Group," Amanda stood up and said.