His Beloved Mate novel Chapter 39

Dylan looked at her with burning eyes. The light shone on him and covered him with a layer of faint brilliance.

The crystal lamp reflected the dazzling light. He stood there quietly, with an aura different from that of the day. He was not as serious as he was in the video, but more gentle.

Maybe Cassie was attracted by his beauty. Somehow, Cassie looked at his black eyes and nodded.

The air was quiet for three seconds.

Wait What was she doing?!

Was she slapping her own face? Yesterday, Cassie swore solemnly that she would never talk to Dylan any more even if she died or jump down from the seaside of West Mountain Linyu.

She broke her promise in just one night?!

Sure enough Yielded to temptation!

"Why are you back? !"

Taking a glance at her, Dylan said after a while, "... This is my home. "

"Meow!"

Hearing the cat's scream, Dylan frowned and looked at her. "Did you bring the cat into the bedroom?"

Cassie climbed onto the bed and picked up Lucky in the quilt. "Yes, what's wrong?"

Dylan's face darkened. "Where do I sleep then?"

Cassie froze for a while. Did the capitalist think she was going to sleep with Lucky in her arms? Cassie didn't had that plan, but... She had it now. She smiled and said, "There are so many beds at home. You can sleep anywhere you want."

Dylan lifted his lips and said, "... Don't force me to throw you out with it. "

He had made a big concession by allowing Cassie to raise a cat. How could she be insatiable? Now she wanted a cat to take his position? It was impossible!

Cassie threw herself on the bed and looked at Dylan pitifully. "I'm a patient now. You can't be so cruel to a patient."

"…… Don't let me see it a second time. "

With a complacent look on her face, Cassie thought she didn't have to sleep with the capitalist tonight. She grabbed the little paw of Lucky and said to Dylan, "Lucky, say goodbye to the capitalist."

Hearing this, Dylan raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Who told you that I won't sleep in the bedroom tonight?"

Cassie's face instantly stiffened. She stuttered, "Don't... Don't! I have a cold. What if I infect you? "

With a strong aura, Dylan walked slowly to the bedside. Cassie curled up in a corner of the bed, shivering. "What... What are you up to? !"

With his hands on the back of the bed, Dylan smelled clean and the fragrance of pine surrounded him.

He carefully looked at Cassie for a while, and his burning eyes fell on the face of her. He said word by word, "Changing a set of sheets can solve the problem. Why should I sacrifice myself?"

Cassie's heart beat faster and faster. She blushed and didn't dare to look into Dylan's eyes.

He stood up and saw the fear in her eyes. "Don't worry. I'm not a beast as you think."

Cassie quickly held Lucky away from him. She sat on the sofa obediently.

Dylan took a glance at the snacks on the tea table," ... Didn't Belle cook for you? "

She shook her head and said, "No. It's not time for dinner, isn't it?"

Sitting next to her, Dylan resumed his usual serious and cold tone. "Is fried potato so delicious with a lot of ingredients?"! She knew that a capitalist couldn't be so gentle.

Look! As she expected, he started to scold her again within three seconds.

Cassie curled its lips, "... Have you ever eaten this? !"

She opened a bag of new crisps, took one out and handed it to him. "Have a try? I promise it tastes good! "

With disgust written all over his face, Dylan drew back his neck and frowned. "I never eat junk food."