Chapter 1669: Something&##x27;s Missing

Molly was stunned for a while, then she stood up and walked towards the bedroom aggressively.

She had told Christopher just now that he had a fiancée, she would never love him.

If she didn't firmly reject him now, she would feel so embarrassed.

Molly couldn't figure out why she cared about her reputation so much when she was with Christopher.

Molly opened the door and didn't see him there. She heard flushing came from the bathroom.

He was there.

Molly strode to the bathroom and knocked on the door.

"Christopher, come out!"

Christopher didn't reply. Molly could hear flushing vaguely.

Was he washing his hands?

Molly decided to wait.

She knocked on the door so loud that Christopher must have heard it.

Molly had not waited long before Christopher slowly opened the door.

He asked with a wired expression, "Are you in a hurry?"

"Me?" Molly blushed, "Of course not. I'm not that kind of person."

How could he say that?



What kind of a question was that?

Christopher narrowed his eyes, "What kind of person are you then?"

"I..." Seeing that Christopher had a puzzled expression, Molly felt that she might have misunderstood
him.

"It's none of your business." Molly hurriedly pushed Christopher away, rushed into the bathroom, and
closed the door.

Christopher stood at the door and thought about her words. Then, he understood what Molly meant just
now.

He stood quietly by the door and listened. It was quiet in the bathroom.

He smiled and said, "I'm leaving."

Sitting on the toilet, Molly was blaming herself for her 'dirty thoughts'.

When suddenly hearing Christopher's words, Molly replied, "Sure, go."

Then she heard Christopher said outside, "Do you want me to leave now?"

He sounded normal. When Molly carefully thought it over, she felt a trace of a smile in his voice.

Molly panicked and shouted angrily, "Cut it out!"

Christopher knew that he couldn't go too far and walked away.

When walking to the door, he remembered something and came back, standing in front of Molly's bed.

He swiftly folded the blanket on her bed and carried it away.



Before washing up, Molly calmed herself down for a while in the bathroom.

When walking out, she found her bed was empty.

She felt something was missing.

Molly walked out doubtfully. She saw Christopher lying on the sofa with his eyes closed as if he had
fallen asleep.

He covered himself with her blanket, a white one with small oranges.

No wonder she felt something was missing from her bed just now!

It turned out that Christopher took her blanket away!

It was her blanket!

He had gone too far!

"Are you going to watch?" Christopher suddenly opened his eyes.

Molly paused for a moment and stammered, "I ... why do you take my blanket away... It's mine..."

"Yes."

Christopher replied and looked at her.

Molly pursed her lips and said, "You ... Good night."

Never mind, she couldn't let him sleep without a blanket. Otherwise, he might blame her if he caught a
cold tomorrow.






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