Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 909

Then she covered her face with both hands in shame.

Her lovely actions completely pleased his heart.

The corners of her mouth curled into a faint smile. "Yes, I'll go now!"

His deep and magnetic voice was a little hoarse.

It was an inexplicable temptation.

Monique blinked and said, "I, I, I didn't mean that. I mean..." "Go take a shower first. After that, I'll help you change the gauze."

But when she finished saying that he took a shower, she felt inexplicably embarrassed and panicked.

For some reason, she wanted to explain.

However, the more she acted like this, the more misunderstanding she felt.

"Wait for me in the room!" Henry said as he pulled the stunned Monique into the room with her uninjured hand.

After entering the room, he locked the door.

Monique panicked completely. "Henry, that's not what I meant. It's really not like that. I just want to say..."

"Wait for me in the room. Be good, you can't go out, ok?" Henry pressed Monique on the bed and strode into the bathroom with his night robe.

When Henry entered the bathroom, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of running water, Monique wanted to run away.

But her feet seemed to be filled with lead.

She just wanted to change the gauze for him.

After changing the gauze, she left.

Although that was how she comforted herself.

However, as Monique thought about it, the images of the intense sex between her and him inexplicably flashed across her mind.

Monique shivered all over.

No, no, she had to explain it to him.

Monique took a deep breath.

The sound of running water was still there.

Now that Henry was not around, Monique's pretty face slowly returned to normal.

She took seven or eight deep breaths in a row.

She was so attractive just now. Her face was red, and her pink lips were tender and charming. He was almost impulsive...

Even his breathing became chaotic.

“Did she think about being with him?”

“Was it because he saved her at night?”

Happiness came so suddenly that everything became so unreal.

She thought that he could be with her in a while, but this time she did it voluntarily. He did not force her at all.

It was obviously a cold shower.

But the more he washed, the hotter it became.

At this time, he had to have ice to ease his heart, which was almost flying.

At this time, there were some sounds at the door.

Could it be that she regretted it and wanted to run away?

Henry's heart skipped a beat.

He turned off the water, wrapped the bath towel around his waist, and opened the door.