Chapter 35 Alex Black Reflects

The distance between the two of them was audible.

Kyle Garcia could even feel Alex Black's hot breath spraying on her face, she couldn't help but shudder from her pores, but was forced to retreat by him.

"Mr. Black was joking."

Kyle Garcia clenched his hands into fists, blocking Alex Black's approaching chest.

He propped up the wall with one hand, while the palm of the other hand was imprisoned on her waist.

"Huh?" Alex Black's voice was cold and provocative.

Kyle Garcia forced his composure, "Mr. Black couldn't help asking himself, we've been married for three years, have you ever paid attention to me and understood me?"

"learn?"

Alex Black's voice was hoarse, and the hand clasped her waist forcefully pulled her into his arms.

In a moment of panic, Kyle Garcia pushed her knees away from her closed legs.

He bent his legs, lifted her waist with both hands, and hugged her lightly on his lap.