Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Okay, how about this? I’ll buy a better mask next time for you. I got these from an online store, and they cost me a cent,” Blair

promised and explained.

“A cent for a piece or a box?” Wesley could not believe it and suddenly had a bad feeling about this.

“A cent for a box of ten pieces. I have used it before, but I don’t like it. That’s why I invited you to apply it too. To keep me

company,”

Blair told him with an innocent smile.

Wesley was on the brink of a total meltdown. He had no clue about facial masks, but he knew that the cheap buyer took home

bad meat. Who knew what was in these goddamn masks! He really wanted to take it off his face and throw it out of the window.

‘I’m a man, and it’s okay for me to use such cheap, shoddy stuff. But

Blair is a girl, and she deserves something better.’ With that thought, he suddenly sat up and took the facial mask off her face.

“Aargh! What are you doing? Wesley!” Blair sat up like a spring, her heart aching once more

Wesley began walking towards the trash can and told her casually, “You were very bold to use such a cheap facial mask! But you might be allergic to it.”

“Aaaaargh!” Blair was so angry.

“Idiot! That facial mask is from

Valmont. I bought a box of five pieces when it was on sale. Even then, a single piece cost me more than 200 dollars

ninjanovel.com

Wesley was about to tear the facial mask off his own face when he heard this. His hand paused as he murmured in a confused tone, “Hang on! You just said that an entire box cost you only a cent.”

“I was just kidding! You idiot! What would a cent get me? A mask to apply on the tip of my nose? Even then I would be lucky. You’re hopeless!” Blair didn’t know whether to cry or to Laugh. She could only helplessly watch as Wesley threw her facial mask into the trash can. It had only been allowed to stay on her face for three minutes and then torn off.

Wesley shrugged nonchalantly

He then sat back on the bed and told her, “Okay. In that case, I think

I’ll let it stay on my face a Little Longer.”

That really brought her spirits down. Nevertheless, she didn’t want to throw a tantrum just because of this event. After all, it was her who had started the Lame joke.

“Fine! I’ll go wash my face. Just stay here and wait for me.”

When she came back, Wesley saw that she did not seem so drunk anymore.

So he got out of her bed and picked up his pillow and quilt. He was hoping she would let him leave.

“Sleep now,” he simply said.

“What? You are not staying?”

“You sobered up, so I’m leaving.”

“No, I didn’t. I’m still drunk.” Blair blinked her eyes.