Elinda's face was full of joy, "Lionel, how come you're here? Why didn't you call me in advance?"
Lionel, holding the woman's soft body, smiled and said, "I wanted to surprise you."
Elinda suddenly thought of something, "Oh no, I'm all disheveled and haven't tidied up, I look such a mess!"
Lionel gave a gentle smile, "Elinda, no matter how you dress, you're always the most beautiful in my heart."
Hearing Lionel's words.
Elinda's eyes twinkled with laughter, her heart as sweet as honey.
She looked up at Lionel, pouting her lips, "We haven't seen each other for a while, how come you've become so smooth-talking? Tell me, how many women have you flirted with recently?"
Lionel helplessly said, "What do you mean by smooth-talking? I'm speaking my heart, okay? Besides, I've been so busy lately, I don't have time to flirt with women… Mmm!!!"
Before Lionel could finish his sentence, Elinda kissed him.
