Pan Xichen raised her little face and looked directly at him. The fair and tender skin on her beautiful and charming face made people want to ravage her.
But at this moment, that face was full of stubbornness.
Fred said nonchalantly: "I'm used to sleeping naked."
"Uh..." Pan Xichen suddenly felt short of breath when he heard this, "Then let go and let me get out of bed."
"Didn't I say it? It's still early, why don't you lie down for a while?"
When Fred heard this, his thick eyebrows suddenly frowned slightly, and his blue eyes were filled with displeasure.
"You're not mine, so why should I lie in bed with you? Besides, do you think I'm a man? You don't need to dress up and put on clothes before going out?"
Fred seemed to understand this, but he still didn't let go immediately. Instead, he said with a gloomy face: "Who said I'm not yours? Here..."
He patted Xichen's belly and continued: "I already have my children here, how can you say that I am not yours? At least I am his father."
Xichen was speechless by his argument, so she had to use brute force to break open his hand around her waist, and got out of bed.
This time, he didn't stop her. Instead, he supported his head with his hands and watched her attentively as she pushed the door open and went out.
Xichen had just changed clothes and put on makeup when the doorbell rang at an inappropriate time.
She quickly came to the door and opened it, only to see a tall and strong foreign man standing outside the door.
Like Fred, the man has beautiful blue eyes and golden hair.
"Let him in."
Behind him, that hateful man's voice sounded.
Somehow, Xichen unexpectedly stepped aside and let the man walk in.
Jack has been sizing up the woman who came to open the door since just now.
He has always been curious about what the woman the boss likes looks like. Although he has seen the photos, he is still a little surprised when he sees the real person.
It is undeniable that this woman has a standard oriental baby face. Although her height is not short, in the eyes of European men like them, she still looks petite.
The whole person seems to be very innocent, unlike the women who appeared next to the boss before, giving people a strong smell of dust.
"Boss, I've sent you the clothes you asked for."
As soon as Jack entered the door, he presented the clothes with both hands in a very respectful tone.
"Yeah." Fred responded, reached out and took the light pink shirt and put it on.
"Have you already asked someone to prepare clothes for today?"
Xichen looked at him with wide eyes and disbelief, a small hint of disappointment quietly passed through her heart.
Why didn't he tell her earlier? If she had told him earlier, she wouldn't have stayed up so late yesterday to iron his clothes.
