6 Chapter 6 Its Enough for You to Have Me (2/2)

”It is good enough. After all, I have lost everything now, right?” She muttered, to answer Harry, as well as herself.

Harry jumped himself above her. The sudden action gave Lola a good scare.

They were so close that the distance between their faces was less than one centimeter.

”From this moment on, it's enough for you to have me.” Lola was intoxicated with his emotional whispers of love, with heart beating fast. She propped him on his thick chest with hands, but forget to revolt him.

His deep eyes were so mysterious and attractive, as if a vortex was hidden inside, luring her to make an exploration.

He lowered his head, while she closed her eyes without escaping, as meek as a cat. Her scent indulged him.

After a while, there was a dull thud. Lola, flushing, shoved Harry, and sprang to her feet.

Incredibly, this woman slapped him on the head!

”You stupid woman! I will make you regret!” Being vengeful, Harry stood up at the bedside with a cold face, pulled her wrist, and threw her onto the bed again.

”You seduced me first!” Lola, being angry, as well as shy, turned over agilely, and archly saw Harry fan the air at the other side of the bed.

Interesting! ”Come here, I will fix you.” He said it like a casual greeting.

Lola picked up a pillow and held it in front of her, ”Harry, I will not marry you. I cannot get control of you!”

What a rogue! He had promised not to touch her. What if he broke his promises and compelled her every day after marriage?

Men are born to know how to flirt. Harry didn't think himself an experienced pickup artist. If his friends heard someone describe him in this way, they may be inexpressibly astonished!

”It is not up to you. No one has ever dared to refuse me!” Harry jumped off the bed, gracefully straightened his clothes, and walked towards the door. ”Let's go downstairs, or you have nothing to eat.”

In a bad mood, Lola stared at Harry's back angrily and followed him to go downstairs reluctantly.

When they went downstairs, Mrs. Du has begun to serve the dinner. Lola ran to wash her hands in a hurry and planned to assist Mrs. Du in the kitchen.

”My Lady, you don't need to do that. Leave it to me!” Mrs. Du became more satisfied with Lola, as she was polite and easygoing.

”It doesn't matter. I have nothing to do now. You can just call me Lola!” Now that she lived in other's house and depended on them, she had to build a good relationship with them; otherwise, she may be set up by others and end up miserable in such a rich and powerful family someday.

People may be despicable. She would not easily trust others.

Harry pulled out a chair, and coldly looked at Lola who was actively assisting Mrs. Du in the kitchen. He was pleased to see that, as he didn't like those women who always put on airs.

Their dinner was rich with four dishes and one soup - spareribs with brown sauce, griddle-cooked bamboo shoots, tofu with tomato juice, steamed turbot, mushroom soup and millet porridge.