Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 37

Emily was so close to him. She felt she had never seen him so clearly. His eyebrows were pitch-black. He was frowning and his eyes were bending upwards. Now he slightly narrowed his eyes, which somehow made Emily think she was in danger. She smelt cigarette, which together with his cold face gave her a distant feeling.

Vincent's fingers were cold. When he touched her hot skin, he was a little surprised. He lowered his head slightly and saw Emily's red cheeks.

She was drugged again?

He used some strength to raise Emily's face. Her skin was smooth. Her beautiful eyes were wide-open. And when she saw him, relaxation and joy flashed across her eyes.

This expression once again delighted Vincent. He threw away the cigarette and spat out some smoke.

The smell of nicotine somewhat wakened Emily. She grabbed the cold hand on her chin and asked Vincent, "Can I have a cigarette?"

Vincent raised his eyebrows. After a while, he took out a cigarette case and handed one to Emily's mouth.

"Open your mouth."

Emily opened her mouth like he said and kept the cigarette in her mouth. For a moment, Vincent saw the tip of her pink tongue.

Vincent fixed his gaze on Emily for a while. His eyes met her innocent ones. Then, he took out a lighter made of jade and lit up the cigarette in her mouth. After that, he said to Emily in a hoarse voice, "Don't bite it. Suck it."

The people hidden were astonished.

Guard A: Mr. Vincent was the head of the Scavos. He was a legend in City Y! He was ruthless and decisive! What happened to him?

Guard B: He condescended himself to light a cigarette for a retard! And his words sounded so ambiguous.

Guard C: I thought Mr. Vincent didn't like women!

Guard D: Oh. Men...

Jaquan: Vincent must have said those vague words on purpose!

Ferne: Did Vincent forget that I was still here?

Armando: I guessed he also forgot me.

Randy: And me.

This was the first time Emily smoked, and she was in a sorry state. She choked. Her tears streamed down her cheeks. Fortunately, much of the exhausting feeling had disappeared. She gradually regained her strength. The nicotine indeed worked.

After finishing one cigarette, she tried to stand up. But she accidentally staggered into Vincent's arms.

She was petite. Being in Vincent's arms made her look even smaller. She looked at Vincent blankly. She just shed tears, so her big eyes were still watery. Her eyelids were pink. Vincent saw her cherry lips moving up and down, and occasionally, he would see her pink tongue. He heard her ask, "What is that?"

She reached out and rubbed her belly, "The thing that's poking me?"

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