Violet hastily peeled a few oranges and put them on a plate.
"Mr. Johnson, you eat the oranges."
Louis didn't look up, and the movement of his hands didn't stop.
Just a burst of thin lips, "Got eyesight? Can't you see I'm busy?"
Violet froze, not responding for a moment.
Louis saw that she did not understand his meaning, the movement of his hands slightly paused.
"What, you're just standing around?"
So, he meant that she should feed him?
It seems a bit intimate!
Violet looked at his thin lips, then at the oranges, and after a moment, picked up two cloves of oranges and brought them into his mouth.
He is her savior, she just don't think nonsense.
The man's thin lips ate the orange she handed over, the sexy knot of his throat sliding up and down from swallowing.
Sexy and manly.
Violet stared at his lips, and some juvenile images suddenly flashed through her mind.
She swallowed unconsciously, and her face burned uncontrollably.
"Greedy?"
Louis' magnetic voice suddenly sounded, sweeping over with a hint of deep meaning in his gaze.
"Huh? I don't have ......"
Violet was startled, her big pretty eyes twinkled for a moment, with a sense of embarrassment at having her secret spied on.
The corners of Louis' mouth are hooked in a plausible smile, and his deep eyes are full of meaning.
"Ahem, eat the orange."
Violet hurriedly shoved another orange clove into his mouth.
Louis chewed slowly, his eyes fixed on Violet for a moment, admiring the growing blush on her pretty face.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door and Harry walked in with Erin and Luka.
Violet let out a long breath and just felt like she had finally come to life.
"Mommy, Uncle Louis!"
Erin, with a look of excitement on her face, came running happily towards the two.
The little one realized that he had said the wrong thing when he finished speaking, and then he was crooked in the nook of Louis' neck, covering his mouth and laughing.
Louis couldn't help but smile softly, his eyebrows filled with softness.
Harry looked at this scene of unity and joy, slightly lowering his eyes to hide the feeling of guilt in his eyes.
At that moment, his phone beeped and a message came in.
He picked it up and glanced at it, his fingers clenching.
"Mr. Johnson, is there anything else? If there's nothing else, I'd like to leave work first."
Louis glanced at him with a glint of surprise in his eyes.
Harry, his special assistant, is notoriously dedicated to his work and never leaves work on time, but is always on call.
But these two days always go early.
Is he in love?
"It's okay, you're off duty."
Louis, who has no penchant for prying into the private affairs of others, signaled him off.
Harry moved his lips, finally said nothing, and Violet a slight nod, then turned and stride away.
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