Mrs. Hawn, Your Disguise Was Penetrated

"How are you, Nora Smith?" Asher Hawn hugged Nora Smith tightly, with some concern and tension in his tone.

He followed Julian Spencer's car all the way to the villa. After receiving a phone call from Tang Ruoying, he saw a group of people rush into the villa.

Worried about Nora Smith, Asher Hawn got out of the car and came in.

Who knows that as soon as he walked in, he saw Nora Smith fall into the water.

Although he knew that Nora Smith could swim, he was confused. Asher Hawn jumped into the pool without hesitation.

"Nora Smith, Nora Smith, how are you..."

Asher Hawn's familiar magnetic voice came into Nora Smith's ears, which made Nora Smith stupidly.

Suddenly, some pictures of the past came to mind.

When the plane crashed into the sea, the two of them were in the boundless sea. Asher Hawn held her like this, and the two of them were so close together.

In the vast sea, he kept her close despite his injury, just as he is now.

"Nora Smith, are you all right?" Seeing Nora Smith's eyebrows frowning and silence, Asher Hawn was worried.

"I'm fine..." Nora Smith recovered. "Don't you know I can swim? What can I do?"

"I wish you were all right." Asher Hawn breathed a sigh of relief, picked Nora Smith up directly and walked ashore.

In everyone's surprised eyes, Asher Hawn held Nora Smith and walked to the gate of the villa.

Asher Hawn's whole body was cold and powerful, which made the crowd give way automatically. Even Wu Qingran didn't dare to let the bodyguards go forward again.

"Asher Hawn, you put Nora Smith down.!" Julian Spencer stepped forward and tried to stop Asher Hawn.

"Get out of the way!" Asher Hawn said in a heavy voice with her thin lips slightly lifted.

His aura was so powerful that Julian Spencer couldn't help wondering.

Asher Hawn bypassed Julian Spencer's front and walked out of the villa door step by step with steady steps.

So Nora Smith was held in Asher Hawn's arms, and his warm and broad arms, with such a familiar feeling, made her face slightly hot.

Nora Smith simply closed his eyes.

At this time, she still pretends to be dead...

Asher Hawn carried Nora Smith directly into the car, and saw that she was soaked, and her white skirt was tightly attached to her body, sketching her graceful figure.

"Nora Smith, are you all right?" Asher Hawn rolled his Adam's apple, took off his coat and wrapped Nora Smith.

"I'm fine. Why are you here?" Nora Smith asked, sipping his lip.

"Passing by." Asher Hawn looked light, sexy thin lips hooked, and slowly spit out two words.

Pass by …

How is this possible?

Nora Smith pulled the corners of his mouth, and his heart was puzzled.

How did Asher Hawn suddenly appear in Julian Spencer's home? Shouldn't he be with Howard in the hospital?

Nora Smith looked sideways at Asher Hawn and said no more.

After tossing all night, she felt a little tired, closed her eyes and planned to take a nap.

Asher Hawn started the car, held the steering wheel tightly in both hands, and drove in the direction of Water Moon Island.

Half an hour later, Asher Hawn arrived in Water Moon Island.

He stopped the car and glanced at Nora Smith beside him.

I saw her eyes closed, breathing evenly, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

The light of the street lamp shone on her face, the hair tip of her forehead, and some wet ones clung to her forehead.

Asher Hawn moved in his heart and stretched out his hand and stirred Nora Smith's hair.

Nora Smith woke up and saw the familiar handsome face in front of him, a little confused.

"Nora Smith, get out of the car, here we are." Asher Hawn said in a low voice.

Nora Smith looked out of the window and realized that this was not the East Garden, but Water Moon Island.

"Asher Hawn, take me home." Nora Smith twisted his eyebrows.

Asher Hawn raised his eyebrows and said faintly, "North Bay Project, there is an urgent task, which needs you to look at now."

"What urgent task?" Nora Smith pressed.

"Get out of the car and talk about it." Asher Hawn hooked his lips.

Now that Asher Hawn has said so, Nora Smith can't refuse any more.

After all, he is still her boss at the moment.

Nora Smith followed Asher Hawn into his apartment.

Back here again, everything is still so familiar.

Nora Smith was in a trance.

"Asher, Nora." Wilma was surprised to see Nora Smith.

These days when Nora Smith moved away, Asher Hawn looked low every day, and Wilma saw it in his eyes.

Asher Hawn narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Wilma, there's nothing for you here. You can go back."

"OK, I'm leaving now." Wilma gave Nora Smith a smiling look. "Nora, I wish you had come back. You don't know how much Asher misses you after you've been away for so long."

Nora Smith: …

Wilma turned to leave, and Nora Smith recovered. "Asher Hawn, what's the urgent task of the North Bay Project?"

Asher Hawn answered irrelevant questions. "You can take a bath first, it will make you feel better."

When he said this, Nora Smith also felt uncomfortable.

Just now in the swimming pool, Nora Smith's body was soaked, and after a cool breeze blowing, it was really uncomfortable.

But--

Nora Smith shook his head. "No, I didn't bring a change of clothes."

When she moved away, she took everything with her.

"I do." Asher Hawn gave her a smiling look, turned and stepped upstairs.

Nora Smith is somewhat inexplicable.

Two minutes later, Asher Hawn came down with a bag of clothes and handed it to Nora Smith. "Take it."

Nora Smith bowed his head in amazement. "Is this?"

"I had someone buy it for you." Asher Hawn spoke faintly.

My eyes fell on the bag of clothes, and Nora Smith's mouth smoked. When did he buy these clothes?

Did Asher Hawn expect that she would come here again?

Is he... premeditated?

"Go quickly, don't catch a cold." Seeing Nora Smith standing still, Asher Hawn urged.

Under Asher Hawn's deep eyes, Nora Smith reached for the bag and headed for the bathroom.

After taking a hot bath, Nora Smith felt much more comfortable.

She picked out a red pajamas from the bag of clothes and put them on, which fitted me very well.

Nora Smith's heart was slightly confused at the thought that Asher Hawn had bought it for her.

Taking a deep breath, driving away the inexplicable emotions in his heart, Nora Smith pushed the door and went out.

Asher Hawn is sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a financial magazine in his hand, his legs folded at will, and his posture is elegant.

Hearing the sound, Asher Hawn looked up, and at the moment he saw Nora Smith, his eyes flashed with amazement.

The woman in front of her had just taken a bath, and her long hair on her shawl was wet and dripping under the water, and her skin was white and delicate like snow.

The red nightgown he hand-picked perfectly shows her tall, bumpy figure and indescribable sexiness.

Asher Hawn could not help but roll the Adam's apple, suddenly stood up, long legs a step, walked up to Nora Smith, condescending to look at him, the voice with a somewhat dull mouth, "Nora Smith...."