Healing my disabled husband

Chapter 979 Don'T Want Things To Get Out Of Hand

Chapter 979 Don't Want Things to Get out of Hand

Beata was just teasing Yael and wasn't really upset.

After hearing Yael say this, Beata didn't really mind anymore.

She took another sip of water and said, "So what you just said was that I am your girlfriend now, right?"

"You haven't answered me yet," Yael said.

Not only Beata wanted a sense of ceremony, Yael also needed it.

The sense of ceremony for this promise cannot be omitted.

Beata put down the cup and took Yael's hand, saying, "Let's take a picture."

As she spoke, Beata took out her phone and snapped a photo of herself and Yael.

When she was about to send it out, she suddenly thought of something and looked at Yael, asking,

"What about my cake? Aren't you going to give me some?"

Yael took out the cake and asked, "Do you want to make a wish?"

"Not yet, let me take a photo first," Beata said.

She took several photos of the cake and then picked it up, asking Yael to take a few more pictures.

Beata chose two that she thought looked the best and posted them on Twitter and Facebook social

media feeds.

[At eighteen, the best birthday gift is to introduce my boyfriend to everyone.]

Yael watched the whole thing clearly, with a slight smile unconsciously appearing on his lips.

After Beata finished, she didn't care about how the comments would turn out. She put her phone aside

and turned to Yael, saying, "I answered, didn't I?"

Yael's Adam's apple rolled up and down as he tried hard to restrain himself.

He asked, "Can I hug you?"

Beata's face instantly turned red.

If it were someone else, Beata would definitely think that this man had some kind of problem. Why

asked such a question? If she said no, did that mean he won't hug her?

However, this question was asked by Yael and Beata felt that it was typical of Yael's style.

After a moment of shyness, Beata didn't answer but instead opened her arms and leaned towards Yael, NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

hugging his waist directly.

With her small face pressed against Yael's chest, Beata pressed her small body tightly against Yael's

body.

Beata said, "I am an adult now and I can do whatever I want. You can do whatever you want to me."

Yael raised his arms and put his arms around Beata's waist, and landed his big palms on her back. He

didn't make any unnecessary movements, but just hugging her lightly like this was enough to make

Yael's heart full.

Beata caught a whiff of Yael's scent and suddenly, she didn't want anything else. Just being together in

silence was enough, more important than anything else.

She wasn't sure how long they had been holding each other when Yael lightly patted her back and

softly said, "Do you want to have some cake first?"

Beata nodded but didn't want to leave Yael's embrace.

Her hands tightened around his waist. In this moment, Beata realized that all the romance novels she

had written before were inadequate. The feeling of being held by someone she liked was something

she never wanted to let go of.

Yael didn't pull away from Beata but instead hooked his arms around her waist and lifted her up onto

his lap.

Beata gasped in surprise and before she could react, she found herself sitting on Yael's lap. Her face

turned bright red as she squirmed trying to get off his lap.

But Yael held onto her waist firmly saying, "Don't move." He didn't want things to get out of hand.