"Yes, you don't believe me, ask him?" Avery Jane shrugged, lifted her long legs, and walked toward Joshua Hughes' desk, then sat down on the swivel chair. She hated the admiring gaze women had for Joshua Hughes, and this girl clearly had infatuation written all over her eyes. She gently rocked on the swivel chair, lightly biting her red lips as she looked at the girl in front of her. She was too naive; without a strong mind, how could she accompany a man like Joshua Hughes? Although she didn't have an exceptionally strong mind, everything that happened between them couldn't be measured by that anymore.
He had already deeply fallen for her, this passionate man.
Joshua Hughes looked at her, biting his lip, shaking his head slightly, picked up the tea from the side table beside the sofa, and naturally walked in front of the desk. He reached out his slender fingers and lightly scraped her nose: "Don't bite."
