Chapter 245
He held her hand tightly, put it to his lips, and kissed gently, "I don't know how to say you can believe it, but I still want to tell you that for the rest of my life, I just want to go down with you alone."
Listening quietly to what he said, Alena Wright was a little upset that she had been persuaded so easily.
She looked away awkwardly, not wanting to see Waylon Gray's bewitching face anymore.
However, the next second, the man fixed his hand behind her head, and Waylon Gray leaned over and kissed her fiercely.
He kissed very hard, but he was definitely not easy to resist.
"Well, what are you doing..." Alena Wright struggled hard, but the man's strength was too great, and gradually she could only be forced to accept it.
Perceiving the change in her attitude, Waylon Gray also slowed down, and gently scraped Alena Wright's heart like a feather, causing her to tremble involuntarily.
After a long, long time, Waylon Gray reluctantly let go of her, touching her forehead with his forehead, breathing and intertwined with each other, "This way, can you trust me?"
Disturbed by this lingering feeling, Alena Wright's cheeks were red, looking like a rose in bloom.
Waylon Gray couldn't help kissing again, and his voice was dull and low, "If I were really that kind of casual person, I would have been tempted to wipe you out a long time ago, no matter where it would make you so arrogant."
"Ahem..." The meaning in his words was too obvious. Alena Wright was not his opponent at all, so she coughed to hide her embarrassment.
But soon, Alena Wright noticed something wrong again.
He is the one who did the wrong thing, why should he have a guilty conscience?
She pursed her lips, raised her head, and stared at Waylon Gray's eyes, "Can you guarantee that what you say is true?"
"Really, I can assure you." Waylon Gray frankly allowed her to look up, without any cover-up, and even very cooperatively said, "If you want to know what happened in the first place, I will also tell you every detail."
"No need!" Alena Wright interrupted him angrily, "I'm not interested in those wind and rhymes, you don't need to explain to me."
"Alena..." Waylon Gray pulled her sleeves and proactively said, "Then are you still angry?"
Alena Wright glared at him angrily, and said fiercely, "You are not allowed to mention this matter, we shall assume that nothing has happened."
These words already showed Alena Wright's attitude, and Waylon Gray immediately laughed.
Reaching out and hugging the woman in front of him, Waylon Gray put his head on her shoulder and murmured in a low voice, "Alena, it's actually my luck to meet you in this life."
"It's fine if you know, you can't do things that are sorry for me in the future!" Alena Wright shook her fist. Although she still minded a little, it was a thing of the past after all, and she also asked herself if she was really able to deal with it. Waylon Gray separated and opened.
The answer is no, so since they can't let go and can't separate, then no one should mention it again, let time bury everything, and they will eventually have their own future.
"Well, I won't be sorry for you for the rest of my life." Waylon Gray solemnly promised, his eyes gradually stained with a smile.
"Are you hungry? Do you want to go down to eat first?" Waylon Gray secretly kissed her cheek as he said, suddenly felt that it was not enough to kiss her.
"Okay, stop making trouble, I'll go wash and clean up first." Alena Wright pushed his face away because she didn't find that this guy has the attributes of a little wolf dog before?
Waylon Gray couldn't help but smile when he saw the woman walking into the bathroom.
He decided that no matter what happened in the future, he should take good care of her and the feelings between them.
In the spacious bathroom, Alena Wright lowered her head and sullen her mouth, suddenly a warm embrace came from behind, and someone stretched out her hand to wrap her waist.
Alena Wright was startled and immediately raised her head, just to meet Waylon Gray's gentle gaze from the mirror.
"Why, frighten me." After glaring at him, Alena Wright reached out to pat Waylon Gray's arm.
He didn't move, and a low smile overflowed from his throat, "Don't move, let me hold it for a while."
His voice was low and magnetic as if there was a magical power. Alena Wright stopped all her movements without knowing it, even relaxed her body, completely immersed in the arms of the man.
The two people were close to each other, and Alena Wright could even hear Waylon Gray's steady and powerful heartbeat.
There was a smile unconsciously at the corner of her mouth, and she suddenly felt that everything was not important anymore, just let the time stay at this moment.
The atmosphere was warm and sweet. Waylon Gray reluctantly nudged her hair before slowly letting go, "Okay, don't bother you."
Alena Wright glared at him from the mirror, "Then what are you still doing there? I want to wash."
Waylon Gray spread his hands together, "What am I not doing, you are yours, and I'll be here to watch."
Alena Wright twitched her mouth, trying to say something, but saw Waylon Gray's rogue look.
Well, she bears it.
Brush your teeth, wash your face, and comb your hair.
These actions, which were originally normal in Alena Wright's eyes, suddenly became extremely difficult today.
Against Waylon Gray's scorching gaze, Alena Wright felt that she couldn't even hold the comb.
At this moment, Waylon Gray took the wooden comb from her hand, "Let me see what you have done yourself."
Alena Wright was extremely resentful and he was ashamed to say. If it wasn't because he was standing here and not walking, how could she make frequent mistakes?
Waylon Gray's movements were very light and gentle, and his eyes were full of love when he looked at Alena Wright.
Alena Wright could not help but ask while cooperating with his movements, "Waylon, why do I think you seem to be very proficient? It's easier for you to tie up my hair than I do."
"I'll see it, it's not difficult." Waylon Gray's expression was a little proud, his expression was like a young boy praised by his beloved girl, a little shy and a little happy.
Alena Wright secretly despised him in her heart, and deliberately teased him, "Then I'll let you comb my hair every day?"
Originally Alena Wright just wanted to laugh at him, but she didn't expect that Waylon Gray nodded very seriously, "This idea is very good, you can consider it."
Alena Wright was petrified immediately, and she quickly explained, "I'm just kidding, how can I make you..."
"Why not?" Waylon Gray interrupted her amusedly. The movements on his hands didn't rush or slow down, "Alena, if that person is you, in fact, I am so happy."
This sentence was a little bit boring, but Alena Wright understood it.
Waylon Gray is not willing to comb hair for others, but only for her.