Arrogant President Dotes on Me

Chapter 13 Bandit Logic

Andrea Anderson was very angry at that time, and her heart beaten even out of control.

The lips before her were so sexy.

Andrea Anderson pushed him away, being afraid of looking at him. So she just ran to the car.

And she said, "Go and style yourself, or you will miss the party."

Seeing her panic, his mouth was slightly upward and got on the car slowly.

In the Meet Again, a special store of haute couture.

At the moment, the whole store was cleared. All staff stood respectfully and only gave service to Baron

Howard.

Baron Howard sat on the sofa, drinking red wine and looking at Amelia to choose clothes for him

leisurely.

Andrea Anderson stood in front of a row of clothes, and it seemed that she was angry.

She applied for the position of fashion designer, but Baron Howard gave her the position of President

Department designer. That was to say, she specially designed clothes for him, and by the way, she also

worked as a part-time image consultant, and was responsible for his modeling.

Actually she didn't want to face him anymore, but she had no right to refuse.

Andrea Anderson choose a suit randomly and asked, "How about this? "

Baron Howard glanced at it then asked, "Do you think it looks good? "

She was a little guilty, she took it casually but didn't consider whether it was suitable for him.

So she just nodded.

Baron Howard put down his glass, then took the clothes and went into the dressing room.

Because there were some complex designs on the waist and back of this pure black suit, it needed

other people's help while dressing it.

Baron Howard stood before the mirror out of the dressing room with an air of indifference.

The servers walked towards him immediately, preparing to help him.

But Baron Howard frowned and said coldly, "Go away."

"Sorry, sir." The two servers said nervously.

They were very scared and hurriedly backed out.

Howard looked at Andrea Anderson impatiently and said, "Come here?"

"Me?"

Andrea Anderson was very shocked, she was neither the server nor the maidservant, why should she

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Besides, she needed to help her by embracing his waist. How ambiguous it was.

She refused firmly, "I'm only responsible for clothing modeling, but this is not in my scope of work."

Baron Howard chuckled playfully and said predominantly, "It depends on me whether you should do or

not."

Andrea Anderson was so angry that she tended to leave. But when she thought about the high

liquidated damages, she just returned to normal.

Endure, endure

When she proved that the mistress contract was not signed by herself, she would completely divorce

from Baron Howard.

Slowly walked to the dressing room. Andrea Anderson looked at Baron Howard standing in front of the

mirror, and thought that, "I have to say that the suit made him more handsome, as if it was tailor-made

for him."

"Open your arms please, I have to embrace your waist.” Andrea Anderson said.

"All right.”

Baron Howard looked at Andrea Anderson, facing her with open arms, which looked like a hug.

Her face was slightly red, and her heart seemed to be taut with a string, which made her tremble.

Andrea Anderson reached out her hands and tried not to touch Baron Howard's body, but when her

face closed to Baron Howard's chest, she could hear the beating of that powerful heart clearly.

One by one, as if the rain fell on her heart.

Baron Howard lowered his head and looked at Andrea Anderson in his arms. His eyes were deeper

and deeper.

The light fragrance of her body stirred his nerves all the time.

Andrea Anderson had an irresistible attraction to him at the first sight.

Then Baron Howard said, "You are so slow. Are you luring me? "

His arm embraced in the waist of Andrea Anderson, and with a little effort, he pulled her body into his

arms.

Immediately there was no distance between them.

Andrea Anderson raised her head in panic and looked at his dark eyes, as if he was about to swallow

her.