Chapter 149 Do you want to stay with me?

Dylan stared at me silently for a long time. Seeing this, I felt guilty and took a step back.

His eyes were too cold, and he stared at me with a gloomy face, which could be described as fierce.

"You don't want to accompany me?"

I lowered my eyes. "Yes!"

After a pause, he said, "I'm in a bad mood. I don't have the strength and energy to play with you."

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me to his bedside. His voice was a little low. "You're in a bad mood because I hurt my hand for Camilla?"

"No!" After so many years, there was no need to be angry over such a short period of time.

He raised his eyebrows and his eyes fell on my belly. He reached out his hand and asked, "Because of him?"

I rolled my eyes at him and stopped talking.

Joe brought in a pile of food. They were all food boxes, and he took out all the food in one go.

It did look rich.

After putting everything down, he looked at Dylan and said, "President, what else do you need?"