Julius Goodman was taken aback, remembering the twenty missed calls from her, the anger that had reached his head suddenly subsided.
Looking at his soft little girlfriend hanging on his arm, Julius Goodman felt helpless, gently touched her smooth white face, and his tone softened a bit, "I'll make sure to pay attention next time and never miss your calls again."
"You better do that or I'll break up with you…mm…"
Julius Goodman silenced her with a kiss, kissing her fiercely as if to punish her for speaking recklessly.
Somehow, the remaining half bowl of pudding had rolled onto the floor, and the sofa was occupied by two intertwined bodies.
Ava Kent defiantly pushed him back and sat on his lap. As the two were lost in their passionate kiss, Julius suddenly thought, "Ava, will there be a nurse checking in tonight?"
"There should be…"
If ordinary wards have it, their luxury VIP room shouldn't lack this service, right?
Upon saying this, they both fell silent.
