[2] The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 363

Looking at the little woman's pitiful look, Lisa spoke, "Really good for nothing." However, he still picked up a prepared vegetable skewer that was no longer as hot and fed it to her.

Jennie smacked her lips in satisfaction and praised the food. She then returned to the room to change her clothes happily, preparing to feast on the barbeque Boss Manoban had personally made.

After eating too much for dinner, Jennie could not fall asleep. Although the two cans of beer did not make her drunk, it caused her to become even more energetic.

She took another shower after eating to prevent the scent of barbeque from clinging onto her skin.

She then paced back and forth in the room to digest. It took her awhile before she could sit down. The key point was that Boss Manoban's barbecue was outstandingly delicious, especially the sauces he had prepared. If the sauces were packaged and sold, it could definitely be sold expensively to many barbecue shops. It was truly, truly delicious.

After some struggle, Jennie was finally able to lay down on the bed. However, she kept tossing and turning. She contemplated the plans they had after returning to America and felt slightly excited, and somewhat unwilling to part with the slow life here on this island.

Lisa was by her side. However, he was leaning against the bed frame with a few documents in his hands. In order to accompany her to sleep, he had specially printed out his documents. This way, it was easier to be with her without delaying his work.

"Still not sleeping?" Lisa glanced at the little woman who had turned over once more.

It was indeed time to sleep, but she couldn't sleep.

Jennie rested her head against his chest. "I can't sleep."

"Is there something you want to talk about? Or is there something on your mind?" Lisa held her hand and placed it close to him. He half-sat on the bed as he allowed her to lay on him as she pleased. His robe was tied loosely, and as one looked downwards from the man's collarbone, they could vaguely see the perfect contours of his body.

"I'm thinking, is it a good idea for us to stay out for too long?"

"Go to the point." He placed his hands around the slight curves of her body, bringing her into his embrace. As she met his deep eyes, she felt that he seemed to be restraining himself. Although he did not plan to do anything, he still overbearingly surrounded her with his scent.

"I'm thinking, perhaps it's better to reduce our plans. If I throw the company to Rosé and stay away while pretending to be ill, won't I be lacking in conscience?"

"You speak of conscience with everyone, but you're never ashamed of your ungrateful ways in front of me." Lisa's hand carelessly brushed past her cheek. His tone carried a smile, yet it also sounded like he was gritting his teeth.

"I'm being serious. I snatched you away from Shine Group, and I've been hogging you for several months already. Am I being too much by continuing this?"

"Hm." Lisa unhurriedly reached for the knot of her robe that was beginning to loosen. "Are you done? Can we sleep now?"

"Then, should we return earlier?"

The man did not answer her question and instead refuted, "It seems like your body isn't as seriously ill as you made it out to be. You even dared to drink alcohol. Is there anything you can't do right now?"

"That's not the problem I'm talking about right now..." Before she could finish her words, she realized that something was amiss.

The pitifully thin fabric that was holding her robe together had gone missing.