Chapter139

Natasha's pov

At that time, when I was in the middle of Shave, I suddenly stopped and stared at him: "You cut me."

Winson was never so embarrassed, but he still asked in a cold voice, "Don't you want to shave?

Hurry up and start. "

But I couldn't help it and laughed.

"You also said that you don't like me, Winson. I didn't expect you would lie."

Winson simply grabbed my waist and tried to hold me away from his leg.

I suddenly held his face and kissed his lips in spite of his foam.

At this time, I was also extremely embarrassed. What I was thinking about was the first time I helped him shave in the last life.

When the razor moved under his chin and my finger touched his throat, I could clearly feel his swallowing action.

I patted him on the neck and said coldly, "Don't move."

Winson smiled shallowly, but said nothing.

I said angrily, "What are you laughing at?

Don't laugh! "

Winson said softly, "I just remembered some... interesting past events."