Sweet Sweet Love

Holding the remote control in her arms, Yolande rested her chin on her hands and stared at the handsome man and beautiful woman in Korean movie star on TV. She thought Korean men were all very handsome and cool. Austin threw down the newspaper. His face was pale, but his eyes were full of affection. He looked at the woman beside him, his eyes full of affection.

"Give me the remote control. I'll watch the news channel." He asked tentatively. Since Yolande moved in, Austin had spoiled her a lot. Affairs such as watching was decided by her personality. He had given up the news channel he liked. As time went by, Yolande habitually held the remote control and looked at it. "Here you are." Curling her lips, Yolande handed the remote control to Austin. Out of the corner of her eye, she unwillingly glanced at the face of the Korean star on the TV screen.

"Do you think I'm more handsome than them?" Austin raised his eyebrows.

She blushed and took a glance at Austin. She had to admit that he was indeed handsome. She pondered for a while and thought that it was awkward to say that he was handsome, so she chose silence.

"Why don't you say anything?" He stared at her face.

"...... Do you want to watch the news or the Korean drama?"

"I'm not in the mood." He pretended to be aggrieved.

Yolande frowned. She really didn't understand what this man was thinking, nor did she know why he said he was not in the mood to read. She rolled her eyes and stared at the remote control on the sofa for two seconds. Austin didn't seem to take it away. She reached for the remote control and put it near her.

She leaned against the sofa, holding a pillow in her arms, and stared at the TV screen. After a while, the woman fell asleep with her head tilted and her eyes narrowed. Saliva flowed out of her red and attractive lips and fell on the chest of her pajamas.

Austin looked at her sleeping position with a smile. The more he looked at her, the cuter he felt. He guessed that even she herself didn't know that she was in such a mess and drooling. He took the remote control and turned off the TV. He looked at the beautiful face of the woman affectionately and smiled.

Austin gently lifted her head with his palm, rested it on the protruding back of the sofa, and gently wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with a tissue. Her skin was smooth and tender.

She was in a sound sleep. With his chin resting on his hand, Austin felt his throat itchy. He endured the pain and didn't cough. He was afraid that his cough would wake up Yolande. The man looked at the sleeping woman. It seemed to be a happy thing to sleep on the long sofa with her.

Austin pulled out a blanket and covered it on Yolande. The blanket was very wide. He pulled a corner and covered himself. Under the dim light, he fell asleep with his head in the direction of Yolande.

"Why are we sleeping here, Austin?" After a long time, Yolande woke up from her dream and found herself covered with a thin blanket. The night was quiet. The dim light fell on the man's handsome face. He was sleeping quietly. Yolande sat up straight with her arms on her back. The blanket slipped off her shoulders, and her eyes fixed on the man beside her, 'how did he sleep here?' Why didn't she go back to her room? She didn't figure it out. "Wake up, Austin!" The woman reached out and pushed the man who was sleeping soundly. He moved and woke up from his sleep.

"Yolande, you're awake." Austin sat up.

"What time is it now?" Asked Yolande.

"Well, it's more than two o'clock." Austin glanced at the phone screen.

"Why don't you wake me up?" She gave him a resentful look. He not only didn't wake her up, but also slept with her. Sleep together? She blushed and turned her head away from Austin. "You seem to blush?"

"Humph, it has nothing to do with you." She said in a hoarse voice.

"Yolande, are you angry? Shouldn't you think a man like me is righteous when I don't abandon you to sleep in my own room, but sleep here with you?" Was he kidding? His handsome face stared at the side face of Yolande. "I..." She was speechless and had no way to refute.

"Anyway, I have to go back to my room to sleep. Good night." Yolande yawned, lifted the blanket and put on his slippers.

"Good night. I'll go to bed too."

She and Austin went upstairs with the help of the spiral ladder one after the other. In front of them, Yolande opened the door and went back to her room. Without turning on the light, she groped to the bed and fell asleep.

Standing under the building, Aron looked up at the cloudy sky. It was gloomy and it seemed that it was going to rain. She looked at the top floor of the building. He came here to find a boss who had been in the society for many years and had a group of people who were loyal to him. After hesitating for a while, Aron strode towards the building. The owner of this building was very capable. He started from the bottom of the society and made some achievements. With some money, he rented the top floor of this building. "Nice to meet you. Did I bother you?" Aron shook hands with the man opposite.

"No, please come in." Aron walked in. The living room was large, with a large French window and a flower nursery outside the window. The environment was very beautiful.

"Aron, I've heard of you. Your company is very big." The man had crossed his legs, dark skin and straight nose. With a fierce look on his face, he stared at Aron. "What's up?"

"I want to teach someone a lesson with your men." Aron gritted his teeth.

"It seems that Mr. Aron has made a big enemy. He hates me so much."

Aron smiled faintly. "I will pay you some money."

"That's it. As long as we have money, it's easy." The man moved his body and said.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Aron walked out of his boss's house with his hands in his trouser pockets, feeling much more relaxed. After thinking for a whole night last night, he had made up his mind to kidnap Yolande. Aron thought it was necessary to teach that woman a lesson. He went back to his car, held the steering wheel and looked at the passers-by, sighing. He regretted why he hadn't seen Yolande's true face in the first place and brought things to this state step by step. He clenched his fists and swore to himself that he would teach Yolande a good lesson so that she would not disturb his life and not torture the kind and innocent Sunny. In Aron's opinion, the reason why Sunny had mental problems was that she was directly threatened and intimidated by Yolande. I