Chapter 190 Our Romance

If she could treat opening restaurant as a pastime, instead of running a business, she would be much easier.

"Let me see if there is any other part that has also gained weight." He lifted her collar.

She shrank back in fear of itch and said, "Hey, don't take advantage of me. Ah, don't do that... "

She groaned and fell into his arms. "Don't do that Alas... "

His fingers seemed to be magic. With a gentle touch, some magic appeared.

All of a sudden, his fingertips stopped.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"There is something." His face was tense. "Do you feel it?"

She felt nervous and held her breath.

Suddenly, there was a long hard thorn in front of her chest. She moved her body, and her skin was painful.

"What's this?"

Jacob touched it, "Let me have a look. It's so strange. "

He pulled it out of her arms.

It was a piece of white paper that had been folded into a long strip.

He slowly opened it.

There were words in it.

Jacob read it out, "A ten day trip to the Seaside Wonderland. Wow, why do you have such a thing? "

Cherry was almost amused by his poor acting skill.

She held back her smile and said, "Oh, you can't tell anyone. What if someone knows that I have this special ability and tries to dissect me? Then you will lose your wife. "

The two looked at each other, and Cherry couldn't stand it first. She laughed and said, "You idiot, a super fool!"

Jacob was not angry but just looked at her,

nking?

However, too many words blocked his heart.

It was all because of him that her father was set up into a gambling game, and her restaurant was constantly in trouble.

How could he tell her these things and make her more worried?

He could only say, "Honey, I must listen to you."

He frowned deeply.

If he could earn more money to buy off Blaze's shares in the hospital and get rid of Blaze's control, then it would not be difficult for him to shift the focus of his career.

As long as he left A City with Cherry, Blaze's power would no longer affect them.

While he was thinking, Cherry waved his hand and said, "What are you thinking about again?" She picked up a flower and put it on his hair. With his black short hair, the tender yellow flower was brighter. The butterflies were attracted by the fragrance of the flowers, and several groups of them were circling above his head.

Jacob couldn't help sneezing. Looking at the smiling woman in front of him, he touched his nose helplessly.

The man was handsome, the woman was elegant, and the butterflies were flying.

This scene was especially picturesque.

A light shutter sound rang in the distance.

The foreigner who had been knocked to the ground by Jacob was holding a professional single lens reflex camera. It seemed that he was taking pictures of butterflies all over the sky, but in fact, every time the camera was aimed at the two people in the flowering shrubs.