EX-husband Groveling to Me

Chapter 604 You Help Me Up

Chapter 604 You help me up

Lincoln remembered the little kitten he had when he was a kid, and it was a little bigger than his palm,

just born not many days ago, and he picked it up after it was not afraid of life.

Grandma let him feed him with goat's milk, and he rubbed his feet as soon as he got hungry. Later,

when he grew up a bit, every day when he came home from school, he meowed and pouted, as if he

was blaming him for coming back only now.

He looked at Jasmine and his hand around her was subconsciously heavier.

The black eyes sank, he wasted a lot of self-control to not hold the person in front of him in the chair

and kiss him hard.

He swallowed, the knot in his throat rolled, Lincoln closed his eyes slightly, restrained and let go,

lowered his head and kissed Jasmine on the forehead: "Just like it, let's go back to the hotel first."

Jasmine has been spoiled by Antonio since she was a child. When she first got together with Lincoln,

she was still a bit apprehensive about the prestige of Lincoln's boss, so she was naturally more polite

and cautious in her words.

But now that they've been together for more than a month and almost two months, Lincoln has a

completely different face to her and to others, somewhat like Antonio does to her and to others.

The shoes on her feet she did like, the car was parked at the roadside parking space, this point in time ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

the road is less pedestrians, she subconsciously embraced the person, the opening words naturally

with a few pampering.

But she soon felt that she was being a little too pampered, and Lincoln's hug just now stiffened her

movements.

Jasmine's face was as hot as if someone had rolled it in a hot egg.

Hearing this from him, she didn't even dare to raise her head, but just answered softly, "Mm."

This side is not far from the hotel, but five minutes the car parked in the hotel floor.

Lincoln tossed the car keys to the bellboy, then went around to the passenger side and picked up

Jasmine's frayed heels, leading her inside the hotel with his other hand.

With the change to a pair of sandals with a short heel, Jasmine's heel is indeed much more

comfortable.

It is this day to wear sandals, feet inevitably some cold.

But the hotel is heated inside, so it's not as cold as it is outside when you go in.

After returning to the hotel, Lincoln poured her a glass of warm water: "Get some sleep, I'll wake you up

later at six."

She did get up early this morning and Jasmine followed suit all morning, she did get a little tired,

yawned, finished her water, and dutifully handed her phone to Lincoln: "Charge it for me."

"Well, go to sleep."

"Nnnn."

Because of the makeup on her face and her hairpiece, Jasmine could only sleep flat on her back.

But she is also really some tired, standing all morning, just now do not feel, but now stop, feel some

sore legs.

Jasmine changed out of her dress and into a set of pajamas, laying flat on her back on the big soft bed,

and soon fell asleep.

Jasmine was already asleep in the bed when Lincoln walked over to her.

He remembered when he helped Jasmine charge her phone, the phone screen saver photo when the

phone lit up, looking at the person on the bed, his eyes darkened a few more.

Jasmine was woken up by Lincoln. Winter naps are particularly fond of them. After falling asleep, she

was lying flat on her back, but woke up to find that she had changed positions somehow.

The makeup on the face naturally fell off quite a bit, and the braided hair on the head was a bit messy.

When Jasmine thought of this, she wanted to stay in bed for a few more minutes, but now she didn't

dare.

But she didn't get up right away, she just grabbed the quilt and covered most of her face, revealing a

pair of black grape-sized eyes looking at Lincoln, her right hand lifted up to him: "You help me up."

She had just woken up and her voice was breathless, yet delicate and soft.

Lincoln reached out and pulled the person up, a force, not only pulled the person up, but also pulled the

person into the arms.

Jasmine directly into his arms, full of nostrils are men faint woody perfume smell.

She subconsciously looked up at Lincoln: "Okay, I'm up-"

Jasmine was shocked when a hand was suddenly put around her waist, and she was hugged directly

by Lincoln.

The deep bottomless black eyes inside the waves. The waves are raging, as if to swallow her in half.

Jasmine's heart jumped at his look, and her body went a little soft from the warm breath on her face, "I,

I need to touch up my makeup and get my hair done again - um!"

The man's kiss was like a spring breeze, breaking into her territory without moving.

Jasmine only felt that her head was blank, and her body seemed to be turning over with hot. She

wanted to push people away, but when she lifted her hand, it was a weak force.

Rather than pushing people away, it's more like wanting to refuse to welcome them back.

Finally, Jasmine's whole body went soft directly in Lincoln's arms.

The two men's breathing gradually became heavier, and Jasmine's entire consciousness had been

completely kissed away by Lincoln's kiss.

She felt like she was stepping on top of a cloud and would fall off at any moment, but in fact she didn't

fall off.

When Lincoln let her go, Jasmine's head was blank, and she was leaning into his arms, breathing

heavily.

Both of them did not speak, Lincoln looked down at her Jasmine that watery little cherry lips and forced

himself with difficulty to avert his eyes.

After a moment's reprieve, he let go: "Go and fix your makeup."

Jasmine gave him a quick glance, jumped out of bed, stepped on her cotton slippers and ran into the

bathroom and closed the door behind her.

She leaned against the back of the door, covering her rattling heart, always feeling that it was about to

jump out.

And Lincoln on the bed, hearing the sound of the door closing, thin lips rarely hooked up, he directly fell

on his back on the bed, raised his hand across the top of his eyes, slightly closed his eyes, trying to

calm himself down.

Jasmine stood against the door for a while, until her heartbeat seemed to return to normal, before she

went to the sink and looked at herself inside the mirror.

Despite the makeup, but the face is still very obvious red, one side of a pair of ears more needless to

say.

She raised her hand and touched her burning ears, bit her lip, looked down and held a handful of cold

water and splashed it on her face.

Ice cold water splashed on her face, Jasmine instantly calmed down.

She closed her eyes and let out a breath before raising her hand and pulling open the bathroom door

and stepping out.

Lincoln in bed had also recovered, carrying in his hand the cake he had bought this afternoon,

"Hungry?"

After a good night's sleep, Jasmine was indeed hungry, and her stomach honestly "rumbled" twice.

Jasmine's face, which had just returned to normal, heated up again, "I'm a little hungry."

Lincoln gave her a look, unpacked the cake box and put it in front of her: "There's no rush, it's still

early."

The wedding is at 7:30 and it's just after 6:00.

As soon as Jasmine heard him say that, she responded, "No, I'm in a hurry!"

She still has to refill her makeup and braid her hair, urgently, very urgently, woo-hoo!