Mrs. Hawn, Your Disguise Was Penetrated

Nora Smith was startled and instinctively struggled: "Asher!"

Asher Hawn quietly carried Nora Smith back to the room and remained in bed.

When her elbow touched the soft quilt, Nora Smith suddenly had a bad feeling. She was about to get up when Asher Hawn had already bullied herself.

His knees pressed between Nora Smith's legs, his fingers pulled at his tie, and he looked at Nora Smith in a commanding manner.

Looking at the dark tide surging in Asher Hawn's eyes, Nora Smith realized that what she had just said was a bit too much.

"Asher..." Nora Smith blinked and pulled himself up, but Asher Hawn's hand had already squeezed her wrist aside.

Asher Hawn had tossed his tie to the bedside, his shirt wide open, revealing his delicate collarbone and white chest. He whispered and leaned closer to Nora Smith.

"Then take a look for yourself. Is my figure good?"

Asher Hawn's tone was so dangerous that Nora Smith's heart trembled.

"It feels almost." Nora Smith raised her lips slightly and looked at Asher Hawn.

"What's the difference?" Asher Hawn leaned over, and the tips of their noses and foreheads were about to cling.

Nora Smith lowered his eyes and hooked Asher Hawn's chin with his other hand. "Guess what?"

"Then you put it on with your own hands..." Asher Hawn's eyes were full of lust, and with his low and gentle words, the atmosphere between two people became more ambiguous.

However, just as his lips and teeth were about to meet, Asher Hawn's cell phone rang in his pocket.

He frowned with some displeasure, but he didn't intend to answer it. After all, he had more important things to do now.

But Nora Smith was clear-headed. She poked Asher Hawn's lip. "What if it's something urgent?"

Although Asher Hawn didn't want to, Nora Smith had already spoken and could only take out his mobile phone, but he didn't expect it to be Howard's phone.

Correcting the look on his face, Asher Hawn put in: "What's the matter, Grandpa?"

"Why did you pick up the phone?" Howard asked.

Looking at Nora Smith beside him, Asher Hawn said without changing his face: "Doing business."

Nora Smith turned red and reached out and patted Asher Hawn on the arm, only to be pulled directly into his arms.

"Love girl is next to you? Just in time, you two will go back to the Hawn family together tomorrow."

"To-morrow?" Asher Hawn thought for a moment, as if tomorrow was not an important day.

"Yes, isn't it my birthday? If your boy dares to tell me that I forgot, see if I can hit you!"

The old man's voice was excited at once.

However, Asher Hawn's face did not respond: "Isn't your birthday four days later?"

Asher Hawn felt that he should remember correctly.

"Come back and stay early, and I also want to love my girl."

In fact, Asher Hawn doesn't like to go back to the Hawn family. After all, there are no people in it except the old man.

But since it was the old man's request, Asher Hawn did not hesitate and agreed directly.

...

Meanwhile, in the hall of the Hawn family, Ashley Hawn sat on the sofa, seemed to remember something, and turned to look at Brittany Sherry next to him.

"Sister Brittany, it will be Grandpa's birthday party in a few days, and Brother Asher will definitely come back." Ashley Hawn said with a smile.

A glimmer of cold light flashed in his eyes, and Brittany Sherry said coldly, "Yes, I will come back, and I will come back with that bitch Nora Smith."

At the thought of Asher Hawn and Nora Smith's engagement party, Brittany Sherry felt as if he had been stabbed in the chest.

Even Nora Smith's swaggering face has been lingering in her mind.

Thought of here, Brittany Sherry's hand can't help but pinch, even fingernails embedded in the palm of his hand didn't respond.

Why is that bitch Nora Smith!

However, Ashley Hawn was startled by Brittany Sherry's ferocious expression and couldn't help calling: "Sister Brittany..."

Ashley Hawn's voice brought Brittany Sherry to his senses and immediately restored his gentle and cold expression.

"Sister Brittany, Asher Hawn and Nora Smith are only engaged now anyway, and you still have a chance."

"You're right." Brittany Sherry looked at the nails of his new work and smiled a little. "I didn't let Nora Smith do anything last time. This time, I will definitely ruin Nora Smith's reputation at the cocktail party."

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

It's definitely the first time for Ashley Hawn to think of anyone who despises Nora Smith, she hastily inquired when she heard Brittany Sherry say so.

Brittany Sherry's eyes moved and smiled softly: "Of course there is."

...

Howard's birthday was just around the corner, and Nora Smith naturally began to prepare gifts. However, she couldn't find anything very satisfactory, and at that time she was a little upset.

Even the expression on his face was not good, but Julian Spencer saw this change.

After the morning meeting, Julian Spencer caught up with Nora Smith.

"What happened? Why do you feel that your face is not very good?" Julian Spencer's tone was somewhat worried.

Nora Smith paused, then shook his head and said, "Nothing, it's just that Howard's birthday is coming, and he didn't choose a gift."

For Julian Spencer, Nora Smith naturally did not hide this matter. After all, every time Howard's birthday, the Hawn family will hold a cocktail party and invite many people, and Julian Spencer is naturally among them.

Hearing this, Julian Spencer suddenly bent his mouth. "Do you want me to help you choose?"

"You?" Nora Smith paused.

"Why, don't you believe me?" Julian Spencer's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the smile on his face was even worse.

Nora Smith laughed, but at last shook her head. These were small things, and she could solve them herself.

There was a glimmer of loss in his eyes, but Julian Spencer didn't say anything, just walked side by side with Nora Smith.

Just then, Nora Smith's shoulder was pressed, staggering her and Julian Spencer.

Nora Smith turned his head in amazement and found Joseph standing in front of him. Although he was smiling, his eyes fell quietly on Julian Spencer's face.

"How did you get in?" Nora Smith narrowed her eyes. She remembered that she knew the front desk was sure that she wouldn't let Joseph in.

As a result, people are still standing in front of themselves.

"Secret." Joseph made a gesture and pretended to be inscrutable.

Nora Smith looked at it with a subtle expression. "What are you going to do?"

"Of course I'm here to eat with you." Joseph stood quietly between Shen Junyan and Nora Smith.

Dangerous targets should naturally be 100% guarded against.

"I didn't say..."

Nora Smith helped her forehead helplessly. As a result, Joseph, who didn't know where he learned it, reached out and pulled Nora Smith's sleeve.

"Go and go."

Julian Spencer on the side saw Nora Smith's impatient expression and opened his mouth directly: "Sorry, Nora Smith has promised me, you can leave."

Joseph looked at Julian Spencer with unhappy eyes.

Click!

The sound of shutter sounded quietly in the dark.