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Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter 1782
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“Take it away from me.”

Blair blinked her eyes innocently and remarked, “Someone used to say, he is not picky.”

‘I’m not. But this kind of drink is for children. I’m not a child, ‘

Wesley thought.

“If you can’t drink all of those, I’ll send the rest to a children’s welfare institute.” But he wouldn’t drink it anyway.

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Blair squatted in front of him. She casually placed an elbow of hers on his knee.

“Okay. But this one is already open. Don’t waste it.”

Her fragrance filled his nostrils. His body went stiff. Wesley leaned backwards and replied stubbornly, “No.”

Blair finished the drink and knelt on the couch on one knee. Before he knew it, she raised her slender arms and locked her hands around his neck. He hardly realized what she was doing, when her Lips touched his with mischievousness in her eyes.

Blair was wearing a black suit, a white blouse, black pants, and black stilettos. In that outfit, she looked more mature than usual.

Worried that she would fall and get hurt, Wesley put his hand around her waist.

The taste of the milk suffused his mouth. A moment Later, Blair let him go, giggling triumphantly.

Wesley had never drunk sweetened and flavored milk before, so he wasn’t used to the taste. As soon as Blair stopped kissing him and had got steady, he pushed her away and rushed off to drink water.

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Watching him dash into the kitchen desperate for water to wash away the taste of sweetened milk from his mouth, she Laughed. She was enjoying this so much.

“We ran out of mineral water two days ago, and I didn’t boil water today.”

Wesley stopped in his tracks to squint at the smirking woman behind him. There was a menacing glare in his eyes.

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Blair stopped Laughing as he started to approach her.

Her heart started racing with nervousness. She raised the bottle in her hand and warned him, “I…If you dare to hit me, I’ll make you drink it again.”

Her threat wasn’t working, though. He was getting closer and closer.

Blair screamed and made an attempt to run.

But Wesley took one stride forward, stretched out his arm and pulled her into his arms.

Leaning against his sturdy chest, with his strong arms holding her by the waist from behind, Blair flushed.

“You… ALL right…I promise…

I won’t do it again.”

Having taken control of Blair, Wesley turned her around. They were facing each other now. Her face was a few inches away from his.