Unforgettable love

Chapter 797:

Boyce bowed his head and kissed her forehead, his eyes became unfathomable. He said softly, “I like you.”

Jasmine blinked and said, “I know.”

If he didn’t like her, it was impossible for him to marry her.

His eyes became more unfathomable and he repeated the words again in a softer voice.

This time, Jasmine seemed to understand what he meant, as she could feel the feature of his body change slightly.

She couldn’t help but frown. Her small face scrunched up as she asked softly, “Won’t you feel tired?”.noveldrama

It was already a day.

Now she was scared. There was no rest in between and she was suffering a lot.

“That…” Jasmine thought about how to tell him she wanted a break in a roundabout way.

“I’ll leave tomorrow.” Boyce could sense her hesitation. He knew it was too often, but he wanted it so badly. He could resist it before he did it, but after he did it, his controlling power weakened.

‘I’ll leave tomorrow and rarely come home.’

Jasmine still wanted to refuse?

She snuggled into his chest gently. She was embarrassed and her cheek was hot, ‘You, be gentle a little, my waist hurts.’

Boyce gave her reddened cheek a glance. He embraced her slender body with his warm palm and kissed her lips, “I know.”

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However, he forgot his words.

It cannot be said that he forgot them, but that he could not control himself when he became aroused.

As the saying goes, “New broom sweeps better.” This man was excited when he became the real man for the first time.

Jasmine could not sleep well that night. She thought a man who could control himself for a long time like Boyce could control himself well, but she was wrong.

The longer a man controlled himself, the more terrifying he was.

It was late afternoon when he woke up. He felt pains all over his body. They continued non-stop and that amounted to….. a day.

He rolled over, but there was no one beside him, even the temperature was gone. He must have woken up early. He rolled over and saw a note on the table. He reached out and pulled the note out.

The handwriting was thick, strong, and pretty: [I have to settle my affairs, so I’m leaving first. If you are too tired, don’t cook. This is the phone number of delivery order 135. They will send you the food]. The note ended with a crossed-out letter.

Jasmine frowned. She couldn’t see the crossed-out words.

When Boyce wrote this paragraph, Jasmine was still asleep. Seeing her sleeping appearance, he was reluctant to leave. He wished he could stay with her a little longer, but he had to work. It seemed inappropriate to write “I’ll miss you” at the end of the note. It didn’t seem serious, so he crossed out after writing the words.

Glancing at the string of words, Jasmine felt a little disappointed. She had hoped that he would be able to walk her through it.

After all, in the process of becoming a girl to a woman, she needed to be pampered and comforted.

She held the note and thought to herself, “Is he still making mistakes? He doesn’t have the heart to leave a note with scratches on it.”

She wanted to throw the note away, but she did not. She looked at it again and again, then finally sighed. He put it back on the table and went to bed. He got up after a long while.

After the weekend, he had to attend classes and, as usual, this went on for several days. Jasmine did not call Boyce. She wanted Boyce to contact her, but Boyce did not call either.

On Thursday night, Jasmine was lying in bed, tossing and turning. She couldn’t sleep because she missed him. She was a little angry, “Doesn’t he miss me?

Can’t he send me a message?

Even if he’s busy, he’ll have free time to send a message, won’t he?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. He sat down. No matter which way she looked, she was desolate.

Ring, ring…

The phone suddenly rang with a text message tone, she panicked and picked it up. When she saw that the screen showed Boyce’s number, she was about to go crazy with joy, “This man finally remembers me?”.

She tapped the text message with excitement and anticipation. The screen read, “Have you slept?”. Jasmine was speechless.

He forgets about me for so long. She doesn’t even say hello to me. She just sends a message with these few words….”.

“Doesn’t she miss me?

She was angry and didn’t want to answer the message. She threw the phone aside. She pulled a quilt over herself and thought, “I don’t want to miss you like you don’t miss me.

Why do I feel angry, though?

After a while, she lifted the quilt and picked up the phone. She quickly replied, ‘Not yet.

‘This is easy. I know how to do it too.’

This time, Jasmine was mean for no reason.

Boyce had been busy for many days. Now he only had time to rest. He wanted to contact Jasmine, but it was very late and he was worried about disturbing her, so he didn’t call her. He hesitated for a long time before sending the text message. He was worried that she had fallen asleep.

When he saw her reply, he felt very happy. His tired face lit up. He quickly wrote, “I’ve been very busy lately. I miss you.” He missed her very much.

He longed to hug her.

Seeing the message, Jasmine was stunned and then jumped with excitement. ‘The man still loves me, he’s just busy.

He said he missed me!

Jasmine held up her phone. She was overjoyed.

She had to answer it to let him know that she missed him too.

When she wanted to tell him that she missed him, she realized that words could not express her thoughts and affection. She remembered that she had learned an ancient Chinese poem. She typed on the keyboard and the words appeared on the screen one after another.

She felt embarrassed as she glanced at the screen, but in the end she sent it.

Ring, ring…

Boyce’s phone rang and he clicked the text message.

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