Heart Hunting

MixC, the landmark of rich area in this city.

The architectural styles here are different and distinctive, just like the private villa in front of Kenny.

The French style decoration is integrated with modern elements. Different colors and high pure colors are used in the design. Elegant white lines are matched with light gray green. With exquisite classical relief furniture, the whole space is like an elegant French style painting.

Poppy watches all the way and is led into the master bedroom by Kenny.

"Did you just said give me a ride? But seems that this is you house, isn't it?" Poppy sits on the edge of the bed and asks. She is not afraid at all that he would rush to her in the next second. She is still calm.

"My house can be your house. You are welcome to move in anytime if you like." Kenny doesn't seem to be joking. Poppy thinks carefully about the authenticity of his words.

"You can eat at random, but don't talk randomly, otherwise..." Poppy gets close to him on purpose. "the consequences will be serious!"

Kenny puts his arms around her. "How serious?"

Poppy fondles the stubble that has just grown out of his chin, and says with her eyes blinks, "I'll take it as serious."

For a moment, Kenny is almost blank in his mind. When he is about to talk, Poppy asks tentatively, "do you often take women to your home? Why do I smell a fragrance of women in the air?"

Kenny suddenly pounces on her and puts up three fingers, "I swear, you are the first woman I take home."

Poppy laughs. "Are you really so devoted?"

"Uh huh?" Kenny looks at her red lips, and is ready to lean down on her, but is stopped by Poppy. "It's a good thing to have a plan, but the plan often fails to catch up with the change. Just like now, I just want to take a good bath."

It's enough flirting with him. She was sweating when running just now, and now she's all wet and uncomfortable.

Kenny's presses his waist on her. "You know that I have a plan, so do you think I will let you go?"

"Yeah, cuz I'm sweaty now, and you're not gonna be comfortable." Poppy looks at him seriously. "If you don't mind, please lend me some clothes?"

Kenny lies down to her side and says, "I'll lend you clothes when you satisfying me."

"You're insane!" Poppy disdains his threat and sits up with her arms against the bed.

hands, but Poppy quickly dodges. She

It's hard to believe that her strength is so strong. Fortunately, he is alert, or he will be...

while he is distracted, and she gets up from the bed without looking at him. She goes into the cloakroom, finds out a white shirt, and

sound of shower in the bathroom. Kenny raises a tricky smile and says to himself, "how merciless she is!"

upstairs, like two fishes

the door with a spare

is lighted. Mrs. Murphy is sure that her son is at home. She doesn't see him on the first floor, so she goes

The bedroom door is not closed. She slowly walks in, just like

When she sees Kenny lying on the bed with his clothes in disorder, she exclaims, "Kenny, what's the matter with you?"

to open. Poppy is wearing a man's shirt, looking lazy. She comes out

exposed, and the perfect curve appears indistinctly. Her long hair ends are still dripping with water, and her white skin is slightly red

"My god!" Mrs. Murphy never expected that she would see such a scene. She covers her mouth in surprise, and looks at Kenny and Poppy.

Poppy is calm, she looks back at Mrs. Murphy and seems

poppy and says, "You little fox! Is that you seduce

looks at the old lady in front of her. She is simple in dress and has excellent

those clear eyes, Poppy even read a trace of kindness.

is scolding her, there is no sense of blame in the

It's very important at first sight. Poppy is not angry with her. Instead, she shrugs innocently. "Your son took me here. He

Murphy is dissatisfied with the disdain in Poppy's eyes. "My son is so handsome and rich.

"Then you can

Mrs. Murphy turns around and looks at Kenny. "Kenny, is it true?"

she said is all true. I did slept

"You..." Mrs. Murphy points

Mrs. Murphy is a little stunned. She usually refuses to use her brain for the complicated and

she immediately changes the topic, "I made some food. Kenny, come

at poppy. "I've done a lot. It's a pity to throw it. Do you want to have some?"

Poppy smiles and answers, "sure."

another and eats it with relish. At the same

immediately think it wrongly. "You are really a fox. Don't you feel shameful? How could you speak all this

says, "if it is the "sport" like you think, your son would even want to do it with me every day, why can't I just say it?"

her son. And Kenny, who is eating porridge slowly, nods his head, "Mom, you don't have to ask me, she's telling