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Wild Conquest

"Prince of Eden Vs. Sly and Charming Deviant" Yvonne Finley, a new artist in the art industry, unexpectedly confesses her love online. She tagged a microblog user without any personal profile with a high-profile love declaration: "Can I kiss you?" An unexpected winner artist who has recently won a world-class gold award in the art industry. Aside from her exceptional talent, her extraordinary beauty has won the hearts of countless fans. But she rose to the top of the hot search with a startling statement. Countless fans’ dreams shattered late into the night. * In Yvonne Finley's eyes, the main character of this topic, Oscar Baker, is dishonest, hard to hook, tough, enchanting and makes her crazy. Other people's younger brothers are either puppies or wolves. But him - a mad person. Always with the laziest, crap and rebellious tone, saying the most overdue and provocative things to enrage people. -- Sis, you surely know how to take advantage. -- Sis, are you this crazy for me? -- Sis, can I charge an hourly rate for a kiss? Yvonne Finley, run out of patience, let this annoying mad person yelp at whoever it wants. She won't be waiting for him anymore. Later on. When she was imprisoned, the man who used to be lazy and rebellious was now taking the stand in court, clearing all the obstacles for her. He arrogantly came to the defendant's bench, pinched her neck across the table like a lover, and laughed in a languid and reckless manner, "Sis, how come you look... so great in this rundown state." The whole court was dumbfounded. Yvonne Finley: …Is it just me or is he really crazy? All the audacity at this time? The truth proved that he was indeed a maverick rebel. He was unmatched, right and left, and was only willing to break worldly rules for her and become her disciple. "Two bosses, non-virtuous male and female, the male lead initially pretends"

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Chapter 29 Sweetheart, don't Misfire_2

But this time, she stopped clinging to him.

She reached out and grabbed his wrist, then turned to look at him. Her eyes were soft, inclusive, and charmingly pathetic.

"You left the hotel yesterday, did you take another shot? Uh — can you tell me why you're like this?"

It was only then that Caleb Baker recalled some of his personal issues. He lowered his gaze and glanced at his arm, "Don't assume I'm a good guy."

That was his only sentence.

There were subtle pauses between each word, as if it were a final warning to her, or perhaps an opportunity for her not to take it too seriously.

Yvonne Finley, however, didn't react much.

Her fine, white thumb gently caressed the puncture wound on his slightly protruding vein, her gentle gaze half-hidden beneath her long eyelashes.

— She never claimed to be innocent.

Several seconds later, she lifted her head, her familiar gentleness returning, "How about big sister takes you out for a grand meal?"