Chapter 859

commitment, what do
He is much better than you, he at least has a commitment, what do you have.
“You ate without taking responsibility, you…”
“Lavonne!”
Johnathan yelled in anger, but seemed unsure of what to do with Vonnie, so he ended up just picking her up in one go.
I was furious and wanted to rush over, “You let go of me, Vonnie. All of you, get out and stop bullying Vonnie…”
But I had only taken two steps forward when Reynaldo pulled me back.
1 glared at him angrily. “Why are you holding me? He’s going to bully Vonnie!”
“No way!”
Reynaldo lazily said. “Don’t worry, that guy wouldn’t even hit himself, let alone hit you Vonnie, you only care about others.”
“She is my Vonnie, not someone else!” I said angrily, trying to shake off his hand, but I couldn’t.
I couldn’t shake it off, and the man kept staring at me with a cold expression.
Really sick!
Johnathan angrily loosened his tie, carried Vonnie, and said to
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Reynaldo, “I’m taking off first.”
And Vonnie was probably not very comfortable being carried like that by him.
She didn’t say anything, just looked like she was covering her mouth to vomit.
Reynaldo waved to Johnathan and said, “Go out and close the door.”
Johnathan suddenly glanced at the shirt he had pulled open and chuckled, “Got it, won’t disturb your good time!”
After that, he glanced at me and said, “Esmie is still bleeding on her forehead, so be careful.”
“Get lost!”
Johnathan chuckled twice, picked up Vonnie, and left.
I was
so anxious that I wanted to go after him.
The door suddenly slammed shut, and Reynaldo pulled me back. carrying me to the bathroom.
I stared at him dazedly and asked, “What are you going to do?”
He said, “I’ll show you my abs.”
I glanced at the shirt he had opened and shook my head, “Yours is not good–looking, they say, male models‘ abs are good–looking, I want to see male models.”
Reynaldo’s face darkened.
He suddenly smiled at me and said, “Okay, I will fulfill your request.”
After saying that, he went to fill the bathtub with water.
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I went up to him, tugged at his sleeve, and asked, “Are you really going to introduce me to some male models?”
“Hmm.
The man hummed, “cold and gloomy.”
I glanced at him and couldn’t help but ask, “When are you going to give me some male models?”
The water “gurgled” into the bathtub.
He turned around, leaned against the sink, and looked at me with a smirk. “It seems like you’ve dated quite a few male models before.”
“The male model was handsome and had a good figure.”
Reynaldo pursed his lips, then calmly took off his shirt.
Then I saw his blood-stained shoulder.
There was clearly a wound there, obviously not bitten by me.
He piled the shirts on the sink and then slowly walked towards me.
I subconsciously took two steps back and looked at him. “What are you doing?”
He backed me into a corner, his strong and powerful chest, his slender waist, and his clearly defined abdominal muscles made my face flush and my heart race.
I felt even dizzier, and it was so difficult to breathe.
I turned my face away and pushed his chest, saying, “Step bac.. you’re too close, I can’t breathe.”
“You can’t see clearly what a good figure is, what good abs look like,
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without getting this close.”
He said in a strange way, then pinched my chin, turned my face. towards him, and made me look directly at his chest.
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