Billionaire Isn't Easy to Joke

chicken soup came out. She takes

lled the aroma, looked up, and the gir

s a bit cold. Kristal Holmes raised her hea

d slightly: "The maid makes c

dened her eyes in

ok out the night food from the microwave. His voice sounded suspic

es filled with astonishme

table, his voice contemptuous. "Aren't y

now this was what this was. Don't make i

of food toward Kristal Holm

and she finished eating. Will the stomach burst? So she looked

tal Holmes' eyes warmed his heart. Never before ha

the soup. Kristal Holmes smiled, pleased with her flexibili

ing beside him, eating happily. He w

e curious eyes he was looking at her. Did Roy Dixon want to eat? She imme

opened his mouth. Holding the piece of cake she brought, Kristal H

piece of cake in his mouth, couldn't even spit

p but chuckle, then she gathered her smile

us smile, her thin lips moving, t

ring at her, in his deep black eyes as if t

leap like a rock thrown into

y said: "Do you s

ushed his bowl over to him, then went to the

ad taken her chopsticks and continued to eat the cake. He devoured it, bu

see Kristal Holmes holding a pair of chopsticks, staring

heart, her cake, "You just ate three

gure, thin lips forming a smile

t the table, saying, "Thank you.

s suddenly warm and satisfied. He looked at her for a

and returned to her room. After taking a shower,

be covered with a layer of golden powder, emitting a warm glow, long curled eyelash

de his heart wretched,

r of deep black eyes. She froze for two seconds. "It's too late, go to sl

o adorable. Roy Dixon itched inside, pulled her ba

. She was extremely distraught, only hearing him wh

drained of all its strength and fell asleep silently, Roy D