Four eyes met, it's love.
Lorraine Hughes felt like she had entered a safe harbor, no longer adrift.
The car soon arrived at Brocade River, where William South was already waiting. He handed over two large gift boxes and then calmly left.
Playing his role as a tool person.
"What did you buy?"
"You'll know when we get home." Nathan Bolton, carrying a large gift box in each hand, was a bit annoyed that William left too soon, because now he couldn't hold her hand.
Not only was he unable to hold her hand, Lorraine had to press the elevator button too.
"William is so inconsiderate, the boxes are too big!" Nathan grumbled.
"I think they're quite pretty." Plus, they're all pink.
"Without holding your hand, my hands are useless."
Lorraine burst into laughter, "Are you really the Bolton Crown Prince? Or have you been possessed?"
The legend of the most untouchable Bolton Crown Prince in Yanjing turned out to be like this!
"Yes, being bathed in love makes one different."
