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Such close proximity made Camille react greatly, and her whole body followed and got up to pull away
from Ayan, a face held red, under her eyes was the coldness of dissatisfaction, and her voice said
indifferently, "No, I'm fine, I'm going to sleep now, so don't disturb me."
Her indifference and overreaction also made Ayan notice something different.
He pressed, "What's wrong with you?"
If it was just a suspicion, then at this moment it is quite certain that she is not because she is not feeling
well, but because she has an opinion about him.
But Camille simply said, "Not much."
"Camille!" he shouted in a low voice, his eyebrows were also tightly knitted, and he gazed at her with a
look of helplessness taking her not knowing what to do: "Speak, what is wrong with you?"
"I'm going to say it if you tell me to? That's a little too cheap, isn't it?" Camille sneered, and then she
was ready to lie down again.
But Ayan reached out and clutched her wrist, then pulled her whole body into his arms.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, the bottom of his deep eyes revealed a gaze, and his low, dumb voice
said, "Did I provoke you?"
This distance is too intimate, Camille kept struggling, he simply held her down on the bed and did not
allow her to move.
He said, "Try moving a little more."
Camille's eyes were filled with coldness as she said, "Ayan, you let go of me."
Naturally he refused to do so.
Not only did they refuse, but they moved closer to her, their breaths twisting together, heating up the air
in the room.
His bony fingers gently squeezed her jaw and said in a dumb voice, "Are you going to say it or not? I'm
going to kiss you if you don't say it, or do you want me to?"
Such a mouthful plus cheekiness annoyed Camille to no end; she had never found Ayan so annoying.
How come she didn't notice it before?
Oh, it was all a filter before because it was full of him.
He obviously doesn't like her, so why does he have to do this?
Is it because you think she's too easy to compromise?
Camille eyes a meal, under the eyes is full of cold, she is no ripple spit out a sentence: "If you need a
woman to relieve physical needs you should not come here."
Ayan's face immediately became cold and gloomy with the phrase relief of physical needs.
But on second thought, his thin lips outlined a sneer, although he didn't just find out today that Camille
could speak to zap people's hearts, but it has to be said that she did know what to say to make him as
sick as if he had eaten mustard.
His dark eyes stared straight at her and said, "So where do you think I should go?"
"You can go wherever you want, not here anyway, and if you feel that this layer of false identity we
maintain for the sake of cooperation is getting in your way, then you can just announce the real
situation, which will also help you find other women."
"Camille," his low voice called out her name, the tip of his tongue slightly against his cheek a shadowy
coldness covered his entire handsome face, and said slowly, word for word, "I think it would be more
comfortable for you to keep that mouth closed."
After saying that, he leaned straight over and kissed her lips.
The kiss wasn't Camille's to get the upper hand from the start, so she was completely passive.
His kiss was not gentle at all, but more like he was punishing her for her displeasure with these words
and her attitude just now.
She had no chance to dodge, much less any chance to struggle.
Just passively accept the kiss that made her suffocate with lack of oxygen for a while.
What he didn't know was that Camille had been looking for an opportunity, probably because she felt
her tense body relaxing, so the movement of her lips slowly became lighter, which led to Camille
catching the opportunity.
The lips and teeth are full of the taste of blood, but Ayan does not care about the pain, but hooked lips
smile: "You move a little more?"
The implied meaning of his words and the poised response irritated Camille to no end.
Her hands waved recklessly, and her whole body was so emotional that she said, "Ayan, get out ofnovelbin
here!"
Her emotions all exploded in this some.
Her hands were clenched into fists, then she raised her hand to push Ayan away, but her nails, which
hadn't been trimmed since she arrived here, scratched his cheek and a distinct red mark immediately
appeared.
The scene made both of them freeze, but Camille didn't regret it, she gave her a cold look and then
pushed the person away directly, she said coldly: "Ayan, if you don't mind everyone knowing about it
then you can try!"
She stopped talking and turned around leaving him with a backdrop.
The atmosphere in the room fell into a stony silence, Ayan naturally did not move again, but only
looked deeply at her.
What's wrong with her?
He thought about it carefully, and ultimately could not figure out exactly what it was because of?
After all, it was fine during the day, was it because of the way he treated the kid?
Ayan sighed silently, then got up and left the bed to go back to his bunk.
Feeling his movements, Camille's tense body then gradually relaxed.
A dreamless night.
The next morning the group got on the bus to the departure airport.
Once in the car, the crowd put on their blindfolds and continued to sleep, arriving in town already close
to noon.
Everyone had a quick bite to eat in town before leaving for the airport, but Camille volunteered, "You
guys eat, I'm not hungry, I want to sleep some more."
After saying that, without waiting for Ayan to say anything, she had already pulled down the blindfold
sideways again.
Ayan gave her a deep look, then led the crowd to a nearby restaurant.
But a moment later, the car door opened again and Kian came over with the meal: "Ma'am, Master
Simpson asked me to bring it to you, Master Simpson said to eat more or less, he still has to go to the
airport later."
"I'm not hungry and I don't want to eat, you take it back or it's a waste to put it in the car."
Camille responded in a low voice, she did have little strength and even less appetite, so she didn't want
to eat.
Kian didn't dare to disturb any more and took the meal back to the restaurant.
Ayan was standing in front of the restaurant, and he looked at the meal in Kian's hand and understood
what it meant.
Kian whispered, "Master Simpson, the lady probably wasn't hungry, so she said no."
Ayan took the meal: "Well, I see, you go in and eat!"
His voice was low, without any anger or emotion, and then he himself returned to the car again with the
meal.
The car door was pulled open, Camille thought it was Kian again, so she didn't even think about it and
just said, "I'm really not hungry, take it back, I'm sleepy, I want to take a nap, is that okay?"
Ayan slightly narrowed his eyes, directly into the car, and then had the car door closed.
She took the seat next to Camille and said in a gentle voice, "Get up and eat before you sleep, it won't
take you more than a few minutes."
The response was not Kian but the low familiar voice of a man, which made Camille shut up for a
moment without response.
She closed her eyes and wrinkled her brow, and her heart asked, "Why is he here?