Chapter 83 Don&##x27;t Be Like This On The Road

Since Jake didn't come, only Bruce was in the car.

As soon as she sat on the sofa, Bruce couldn't wait to grab her hand, smiled but said nothing. Perhaps
being influenced by him, she really wanted to laugh, but it was not good to laugh in front of him. So she
turned her head.

"We have done the most intimate thing. Why are you so shy now?" Then he started the car.

"Where are we going now?"

"Where are we going?"

"I'm asking you!"

"I'll be there."

This man must be insane.

The car drove on a shady Road, and she wanted to withdraw her hand. "Focus on driving," she said

"As long as you're with me, I can't focus." But Bruce didn't let her go. He entwined his fingers with hers
and said, "but we have an idea now."

As he was in the middle of the road, he pulled over and pulled her into his arms. Shocked by his
sudden move, she instinctively resisted.

"You are driving. What are you doing?"

"You know the answer! You know exactly what I want. " All of a sudden, his eyes turned fiery with a
desire to swallow her in one gulp. Two big hands held her trembling body tightly, and a hot kiss fell on
the back of her neck.



"Dear Polly, I miss you." He said in a seductive voice, "I can't focus on my work the whole morning. Tell
me, what should I do?"

"I... I don't know..."

"How could you not know? If you don't know, then who can save my life? " He lowered his head,
eagerly caught her lips and sucked them wantonly.

"Don't do this, Bruce. We are on the road!"

Looking at people passing by their cars, she got very panicked. But she had no way to resist when
Bruce's flexible tongue attacked her. Her brain was out of control, and her soul seemed to enter into his
fresh and pleasant breath, and her voice could almost be ignored weakly.

"What are you afraid of? They can't see anyway!"

Polly had no idea why things had turned out like this. He thought he had come to see her at noon. But
she didn't expect that the man took her back to the apartment while she was pressed against the back
of the car and got dizzy.

Then he threw her on the big bed in their bedroom and repeated what happened last night. When he
finished his last try, the sun was high in the West.

"What time is it now?" The first thing she did after waking up was to look for her phone.

"It's already four o'clock. It's useless to be anxious. We can go back to school at this time."

"Bruce, how could you do this to me? I've promised tonight, and now you are forcing me to skip class
again! Damn you! " She was so angry that her little face turned red.



"Generally speaking, after this kind of thing is done, the reason why a woman is still angry with a man
is not that simple. Dear Polly, do you want to give it a try because I'm not good enough? "

She lowered her head, opened her mouth and took a bite from his arm. She roared angrily, "you are
shameless, you are obscene!"

"I have no choice. Because Dear Polly is so cute and pretty. " Bruce reached out his hands and held
her in his arms. "You skipped classes and I skipped work. Now, we are a match made in heaven!"

Polly poked him in the chest with her finger and said in a flirtatious tone, "you're the one to blame. It's
all your fault."

"Now that Dear Polly is so wronged, I will find a way to make up for it,"

Sensing the man's heat, she asked with worry, "how are you going to make it up?"

"We agreed last night that we would do it. So I'll make it up to you this afternoon, and I'll try harder
tonight!"

"What? You want more tonight! "

She was right, but it was too brutal. She had been suffered a lot this afternoon. As a result, she felt
sore all over her body and the bruises all over her body, as if she had been tortured.

"Dear Polly, why did you put on that innocent look? Are you seducing me to eat you now? " His voice
suddenly became husky and low. His soft lips were close to her earlobe. "In the afternoon, I think you
are enjoying yourself. 'Dear Polly, I want you so much, and I want you more than ever, ' she thought
sadly. what about you? Don't you want me? "

She was too shy to look into the man's eyes and answer. She felt it so different today. She was
intoxicated in it for many times.



She did want him, too.

Instead of forcing her to answer his question, he teased, "why don't you answer me? Are you shy, my
little girl? "

She was so ashamed that she buried her face into his arms. After a long time, she finally managed to
say, "I have nothing to say to a scum like you!"

Bruce laughed in a good mood.

They hugged each other and slept on the bed for a while.

"Dear Polly. I have something to tell you."

"What is it?"

"Last time I said Grandpa wanted to see you. Do you remember?"

Of course, Polly remembered it.

"Tomorrow night is Friday. Will you go back with me?"

"Can I say no?"

"Dear Polly. You are my wife now. An ugly daughter-in-law will have to meet her parents in law. Of
course, you are not ugly. Grandpa, would definitely agree to the marriage with Bruce. Although we can
be together forever, I don't want to make you unhappy. I want you to be my wife fair and square! "

After that, his voice became more and more serious.

The silence lasted for a long time. While Bruce was waiting anxiously, he felt uneasy.



"Does your grandpa have any special hobbies? What should I say to him? Did he like plain girls or
stylish ones? Do I need to give him a gift? And... "

"No need! We don't need anything! " Bruce hugged her tightly in excitement. "I can handle it.
Everything will be fine as long as you are here."

"No, you can't? I know nothing about your family rules. I'm afraid I'll make a fool of myself in the future.
"

"Dear Polly, you don't have to be afraid of anything. Grandpa has the same taste as me. I like it and he
will definitely like it. When you talked to Grandpa, you would say whatever you wanted to say, and you
didn't have to cater to him deliberately. Although grandpa is old, his thoughts are very forward. Besides,
he looks dignified and indifferent. He faces to everyone and almost never smiles, but in fact, he is very
easy-going and kind. "

"Bruce, even if you say so, I am still very nervous. Besides your grandfather, your father and mother,
they... "

"My father never cares about me. As for my mother, the one in the he clan now is my stepmother!" His
voice was getting lower and lower. It was as cold as winter wind.

"The last time I saw him is..."

"She is my biological mother. After their divorce, my mother went to America and we could only meet
once a year. "

When he heard that, the most resentful and painful expression appeared on his face, but he quickly
restrained it and leaned over to whisper in Polly's ear in a low voice, "that year, I was fifteen years old."



Fifteen years old was just a kid who knew little about anything since he was born. Therefore, it was
difficult for him to control his mood in rebellious period. But when he needed his parents' care most,
they divorced. It was a big blow to him.

"Sorry, Bruce, I didn't know..." It was the first time for Polly to know something about his family from
Bruce. She had always thought that he had a perfect family since he was born with a silver spoon in his
mouth. Although she felt strange that his mother had come back from America, it was quite normal for
those rich ladies to fly back and forth all over the world by plane just like the ordinary people who had
to go to work and do housework.

Bruce interlocked fingers with her and said solemnly, "no, Dear Polly. You should know these things. It's
been a long time since that happened. And I think I can naturally see things from the perspective of
love, "

That is to say, there are some things that cannot be touched.

"You'll see them in He house tomorrow night. It's better for me to tell you in advance than to make Dear
Polly surprise."

What he said made sense. If she went to the he mansion tomorrow night and suddenly found that his
mother changed herself, her expression must be very funny.

But there was one thing that she was curious about. Was Bruce the only child of the He clan? Did his
stepmother and father have no children?

When Polly Han came out of the bathroom, he was cooking in the kitchen.

Wearing an apron, the handsome man stood beside the sink to pick the edible parts, wash them, and
then put them on the chopping board to chop them up.



She had never expected that such a successful and proud man could be so ordinary after he came
back home. She put her hands on the door frame and stared at the man who was busy cooking in the
kitchen. She was totally amazed.

He would be a good husband and a good father when he had a child.

She thought marrying him was really a right choice.

He caught a glimpse of her from the corner of his eyes and pursed his lips. He began to sing a song.

Maybe it was because he had improved his cooking skills, or maybe she was so hungry that she
almost ate all the dishes.

Looking at the empty bowl and plate, Bruce was a little embarrassed, "Dear Polly, what else do you
want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"No, thanks. I'm already full." Polly shook her head. She had eaten enough tonight. Her stomach was
as big as a ball. She put her hands on her stomach, regretting eating so much.

"Are you sure?" He looked into her eyes with a teasing smile, and when he saw her stroking her belly,
he wanted to laugh. "No, you can't! Come here. "

He beckoned her over.

"What is it?"

He pulled her on his laps and made her face at him. "Well, you can start to eat me now," he said with a
sly smile


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