Chapter 297 What other vests do you have

See her like this, Asher Hawn eyes light is not dim a few minutes, thin lips slightly lift, "you misunderstood." Asher Hawn opened his mouth in a flat tone. "I just want to wipe off the rice grains on your mouth." What? Nora Smith one Leng, subconsciously raised his hand and touched the corners of his mouth, and really touched the rice grains. So... she misunderstood him? Nora Smith's face suddenly blushed. She quickly coughed and changed the subject. "I'm going to sleep." When the words fell, Nora Smith quickly lay down, turned his back on Asher Hawn, and covered his head with a quilt. She was about to sleep peacefully when suddenly a pair of big and well-boned hands climbed up her waist and hugged her tightly from behind. She was thus pulled into a generous and extremely warm embrace. "What are you doing?" When Nora Smith's body stiffened, he raised his hand and struggled. Behind him, Asher Hawn's tired and hoarse voice came. "Don't move, I'm sleepy, too. Lend me your bed