Nothing’s Gonna Change My Love for You

Bill Clay thought that because of Waylon Gray’s mood recently, he also suffered with it, so he really missed the previous president.

“When have you changed so many things?” Waylon glanced at him lightly, his black eyes were as calm as water, but with invisible pressure.

Bill immediately realized that he had passed over, and his head dropped lower: “Don’t dare.”

“I know this in my mind, you go down first.” Waylon waved his hand, and Bill immediately stepped back respectfully.

Time seems to have become so fast because of expectations.

When Alena came over, Waylon had already dealt with the official duties at hand.

Because she was afraid that all the food would be cold, Alena held the insulation box to her chest, as if she was taking care of a very important baby.

Waylon’s eyes warmed, and there was a warm current all over his body, reaching his heart.

But when he opened his mouth, he was not salty or indifferent: “I just said yesterday that you borrowed an offering for the God, and you made them by yourself today. Should I say that you are smart? Or should I say that you are stupid?”

Because he concealed it so well, and his calm expression did not reveal any emotions, Alena thought he was still angry.

So, she immediately said: “I just took a break today, so I prepared a meal specially and brought it to you. Although the food here tastes good, it is not as good as home-cooked.”

Not knowing that it was the words that pleased him, Waylon beckoned, and the gifts were generally asked to be presented by her.

Alena hurriedly put the insulation box on and opened the lid, saying: “The weather is too hot. I have made some light dishes. I don’t know if it suits your taste.”

Looking at the food in front of him, Waylon’s dark eyes flashed with satisfaction, but on the surface, he looked arrogantly disgusted: “Is there a lack of oil or meat at home? You use this to please me?”

Alena had a black line on her face, and patiently explained: “It’s better to eat lightly when the weather is hot, and I’m also worried that it will be cold if you get it here. If you like it, I will make it for you when I go back in the evening.”

Waylon snorted coldly, reluctantly agreeing to what she said.

Bill couldn’t help but slander outside the door. Who just told him to order the food lightly? Miss Wright made it to the door herself, and she was so picky.

Seeing that he seemed to be really dissatisfied, Alena couldn’t help but hesitate and said, “Or… I’ll go out and buy food for you?”

This time, it was Waylon’s turn to darken his face. He glared at the innocent woman, and squeezed a sentence from his teeth: “Send it all, do you want to see me starve to death?”

Alena was speechless and felt very innocent.

She felt that Waylon had become more and more irritable recently, and he was like a great tyrant.

But thinking that she wanted to ask Waylon, Alena immediately held her fork and handed it over: “Let’s eat then.”

Waylon didn’t answer, and the corners of his beautiful mouth curled up, and his thin lips moved slightly: “Feed me.”

Feed him?

In an instant, Alena’s head was big.

She opened her eyes wide in surprise.

Is he serious?

Why is Waylon getting more and more excessive? They are in the office.

However, she still had something to ask Waylon, so she had to compromise.

Alena blushed, holding spoon and fork, and started feeding Waylon.

Waylon ate this meal very happily, but Alena made a big blush.

After eating, Waylon gracefully put down his fork and wiped it clean with a paper towel. Then he said unhurriedly: “Okay, I had the meal too, you can go back.”

Alena was depressed to death, but she didn’t dare to show it on her face. She stepped forward obediently, blinking her big eyes, how cute.

She asked carefully: “Then are you happy now? Can you agree to my request?”

Waylon turned his head and looked at her, facing those eyes that were shining in the sun, and slowly revealed a satanic smile: “No.”

“You!” Alena was anxious, but helpless: “Then what do you want?”

She was really going crazy, she said an apology, and she took the initiative to show her kindness, but the guy was still not satisfied, and she almost cried.Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“Want to know?” Waylon curled his lips, as if there was a deceptive force in his low voice.

Alena nodded unconsciously.

“My neck seems to be a little sore lately, and I want to find someone to press it for me.” Waylon said, turning his head, and just uttered the careful thoughts in his heart.

Alena had a vision, and immediately walked behind him, and gently squeezed: “How is the pressure? Is it comfortable?”

Behind her, the scent of lily that belonged to a woman came, and the quiet breath of her words hit Waylon’s neck directly, making her seemingly non-existent teasing even more difficult to control.

He closed his eyes, then suppressed the dark feeling in his eyes, and said faintly: “It’s too light.”

Alena increased her strength obediently, and Waylon said: “It’s too heavy.”

In short, no matter what she does, Waylon is not satisfied.

Just when Alena couldn’t help but to get angry, Waylon finally said: “Okay, it’s okay.”

Alena took her hand off instantly, leaned forward slightly, and turned to look at him: “Now, are you happy?”

Waylon responded indifferently and played with the pen in his hand: “Tell me, what is it that worthy of your perseverance and begging me.”

Alena had already thought about her excuses, and she immediately said: “Darcy has been in trouble recently. A pervert has been following her, and even rushed to Darcy’s house several times. It is not safe for her to live alone. I want to let her come to our house to live for a while.”

“That’s it?” Waylon had known about this for a long time, but he didn’t expect that it was really just for Darcy.

“That’s it. ” Alena nodded seriously, looking at him expectantly.

She doesn’t know why, Waylon has the urge to hold his forehead. He stared at Alena’s nervous little face, a little bit dumbfounded: “Just for this, do you need to beg me like this?”

Alena was also very aggrieved and curled her lips: “Didn’t you say before that Darcy should not be allowed to come to our house? So I thought you would never agree to this matter.”

After taking a long sigh of relief, Waylon squeezed Alena’s palm vigorously: “Looking at your unsatisfactory swearing, I thought you wanted something incredible.”

Alena tilted her head and looked at him, still not forgetting her purpose: “Then did you agree?”

Waylon pulled her to the chair and smiled helplessly: “You have begged me like this, can I agree?”