When she was clearing up the dinner boxes, she noticed that Bruce was sitting on the chair in the
corridor at the far end of the corridor. She deliberately looked at his side, and then ran to Polly to report
what had happened.
"It seems that Owen has left. And Bruce is the only one left outside now."
"What is he doing?"
"What else can he do? He was sitting there lonely. " Avril sighed and threw the lunch box into the
dustbin. "Dear Polly, can you just let your husband live such a happy life? Do you want to call him in? "
If Polly didn't answer, that meant she acquiesced.
Aware of what she was saying, Avril pulled away Hal.
In the very beginning, Polly had some feelings for Bruce, but after Owen's visit, she had a stronger
feeling for Bruce. But she didn't know what to say when she saw his face.
Bruce was also silent, looking at her all the time. His eyes were as calm and gentle as when they just
knew each other.
After thinking for a while, she finally came up with a word, "it's so hot. Why do you wear so many
clothes?"
It was the first time that she had seen him in black. She suddenly found that this color suited him better.
Although he looked gentle and courteous, there was a touch of gloom and evil in his temperament. He
usually wore light colored clothes, so it was hardly seen.
In such a world of nearly white like the ward, he looked like a lotus blooming in snow and ice, cold and
enchanting.
He held her hands, "I just came back from the United States."
"Is it cold in America?"
He didn't know why he suddenly smiled and tightened her hand. "where is warmer."
As he spoke, he had already sat beside her, with his big hand sliding from her shoulder to her waist.
Then he leaned his head close to her ear.
"So, I feel hotter now. Besides, I'm a little tired because I came here after a long journey. You know,
America is only night there. "
Her heart raced. 'does he want to sleep here?
"If you want to rest, there is a lounge inside. You can go in..."
He squinted at the door of the inner room. It was a VIP ward. It was not only about money that people
wanted to stay in a big hospital like this.
Did he help her? But, not like.
Except for Owen, who else had the ability to do so?
Was it because he cared too little about her?
At the thought of this, he couldn't help but reach out his hands to hug her tightly from behind. He knew
she was skinny, but he didn't expect her to be so skinny. But only such a thin body made him feel
unspeakable warmth.
"I don't want to sleep. I just want to hold you in my arms forever, and forever..." He whispered softly.
The bodies of these two people began to warm. Polly was already dizzy. Since she was so close to
him, she felt even more dizzy. Her whole body was almost in his arms.
He began to unbutton her clothes. Drowned in the fresh pleasant smell of his body, the feeling of
loosening its tie to his body was really a kind of torture.
She was breathing heavily.
"Don't, Bruce. This is the ward. I..."
After pressed her lips on his, she was too dizzy to think. Subconsciously, she put her arms around his
neck and leaned back. He didn't allow her to lie back on the bed, with one hand holding her and the
other hand holding the back of her head, making her more close to him.
After being together for a few times, she liked his bossy personality very much. She couldn't help but
get entangled with him.
It was the first time that she had taken the initiative to entangle him. He used a force that seemed to
swallow her into his stomach, until she died.
She stubbornly pulled him and fell back against him. She wouldn't stop until she reached her goal. He
refused at the beginning, but the force that seized her gradually decreased and fell on her.
He pressed on her heavily and his breath hit on her flushed face heavily. There was a wry smile and
hoarse voice in his voice. At the same time, his warm breath floated around her ear, "you temptress, do
you want to kill me?"
Since he had sex with her for the first time, he had little self-control. Except for sleeping, her eyes were
full of bright red face, as if they were covered with South smoke
He wanted her, but not now, in such a weak condition.
He was afraid of hurting her, so he had to let himself hurt.
"I can't help it. What should I do?" He smiled again. No one knew how hard he tried to control himself
not to kiss her rosy lips.
Polly only knew that she wanted to kiss him, but she did not realize that it was dangerous to do so. She
loosened her hand immediately and turned away shyly.
He lowered his head, reached out his hand and turned her face. The tip of his tongue reluctantly licked
her lips for a long time. Then he gently kissed her hot cheek and went up along the hair tip.
"You want it, right?"
Her face turned red at once. She scratched her head and tried to pull the quilt to cover her face. She
uttered in a voice that was as low as that of a mosquito, "this is a ward..."
There were also doctors, nurses and other doctors in the room. Avril and Hal...
The corners of his lips lifted into a smirk, and a wicked glint flashed in his dark eyes. "You mean you
want me? Do you want to go back to your apartment? That's true. Only that place who stay there will
be nobody disturbing us and do whatever we want. "
Polly grabbed the quilt and covered her face with it. Rachel was too shy to look at him.
As soon as he pulled the quilt away, she was frightened and immediately closed her eyes. After she felt
that his hand reached into the quilt, her nerves were on edge.
He lay beside her and held her in his arms.
"Dear Polly..."
Just then, the door of the ward was pushed open with a light sound. Bruce reacted quickly and sat up
in an instant.
Standing at the door, Rachel couldn't hide her panic. When she saw the cold eyes of Bruce, she
trembled in her heart and said in a trembling voice, "brother Bruce, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were
here. I'm sorry... "
She turned around and wanted to go out. Sitting up, Polly reached out her hand to push Bruce and
eagerly told him to get out of bed. She said to Rachel with a red face, "Rachel, we have nothing to do
with each other. Come and sit here."
She thought that if she took the mirror and looked at herself in it, her face would definitely be very red.
Although she had nothing to do with him, she felt very guilty. If Rachel had come here a little earlier,
she would have seen the live show.
Rachel looked at the expression on Bruce's face. If he didn't say anything, she wouldn't dare to stay.
Then he said to her in a peaceful voice, "Rachel, take a seat please."
Rachel was very embarrassed. She didn't know whether she should stand or sit. "Just now when I
heard about Dear Polly, I was very anxious and hurried over. Bruce, I didn't know you were here... "
"I don't mind as long as I am here." Bruce interrupted her. He stood up, put two pillows behind her
back, and adjusted her to a comfortable position.
She gave a devilish look at Bruce, wondering if this man would say something, and made her sound
like a person with a petty heart. What's more, what did they do just now? They were interrupted by
Miss Du.
"What are you afraid of, Dear Polly?" He ignored her again.
Annoyed and anxious, Polly clenched his hand and was about to say, "what are you doing, Bruce? But
here comes...". But she thought there was no need to show off their love in front of them, although
Rachel was not an outsider.
It didn't hurt to look at her rosy cheeks like petals. A gentle smile appeared on the corner of his eyes,
and there was an evil look in his eyes. He secretly gathered all his strength and reached out his right
hand, which was about to touch Polly's hand. He gently rubbed her palm with his rough finger pulp.
A limp and numb feeling came over her palm. She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was held firmly by
him. There was a complacent look in his evil eyes that his scheme had been succeed. She didn't
expect him to be so bold to flirt with her at this time.
From Rachel's point of view, she could not see the contest between Bruce and Polly, but she could feel
an obscure and obscure undercurrent between the two people.
There was only each other in their eyes. Although they were only one meter away from each other, she
was treated as air. She felt a pang of fear as if there was no third person. She shrank her hand behind
her back. The blue veins on the back of her thin hand were like entangled and twisted vines. The skirt
in her hand was crumpled.
"Bruce, Dear Polly would you like some fruit?" With an innocent smile on her face, Rachel raised the
bag in her hand and asked them, "watermelon or strawberry?"
As he was about to speak, Polly frowned and answered before him, "strawberry one."
The strawberry still needed to be washed. So she could take advantage of the opportunity that Rachel
went into the washroom to get even with Bruce.
This man was so annoying!
However, as if Rachel didn't notice the unhappy look on Bruce's face, Rachel still smiled broadly and
said, "let's eat all. I saw your friends outside just now. I asked them to come in and eat with us. "
As soon as she finished her words, they came in.
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