His Dangerous Love

Chapter 99 Her Tender Skin Can't Be Sunburned

Chapter 99 Her Tender Skin Can't Be Sunburned

Clutching the clothes that still held body warmth, Elianna looked at the shirtless man and felt that things were getting increasingly strange.

Afraid of something unexpected happening, she didn't dare to meet Jefferson's gaze and lowered her head to the clothes dryer to dry the clothes.

The "boom" sound of the blowing wind conveniently covered her.

There was a metaphysical saying that humans have a third eye that can perceive magnetic fields that were invisible to the naked eye.

Just like at this moment, even though she didn't turn around, she could still sense someone approaching from behind.

He pressed against her back and slowly wrapped around her.

She made a symbolic struggle. "Stop messing around. I'm drying your clothes."

She crossed her arms in front of her waist and the thin laughter accurately reached her ears amid the buzzing sound.

"You do your thing and I'll do mine."

"..."

At the same time, outside the restroom.

Asher trembled as he opened the cabinet door.

He had previously peeked at the password, and perhaps due to nervousness, he pressed the wrong buttons several times before finally inputting it correctly.

As he opened the door, he glanced towards the restroom.

The soundproofing of the restroom in Eclipse was excellent, and he couldn't hear any voices, only the sound of the clothes dryer, which served as an indicator of whether someone was inside or not.

His palms were sweaty when he reached for the documents.

Afraid of dirtying the tender documents and being discovered by Jefferson, he rubbed his pants several times before daring to touch them.

However, there was only one set of tender documents inside.

Asher couldn't believe it. They had only gone through one round of selection, so how could there be only one set of documents?

Usually, even small projects require two or three rounds of bidding, with comprehensive evaluations.

For a large project like Medfolk, worth several hundred billion, Jefferson actually settled on one round.

This was really unexpected.

After a moment of surprise, Asher felt an inexplicable excitement.

Grandpa definitely didn't know that Jefferson had already selected a partner.

This was exclusive information.

Excitement dispelled his fear, and without hesitation, he unfolded the remaining document.

But when he saw the name, he froze.

This was a document that he had never touched before, from...

"Click-"

The restroom door suddenly turned and the sound of it opening scared him half to death.

He hurriedly restored everything to its original state.

When he saw Jefferson come out, Asher's face stiffened and didn't look like himself.

"Jeff, you, you're out."

He wanted to smack himself after saying such an obvious thing.

Trying to make up for it, he said, "Uh, I mean, your shirt is dry."

Elianna followed behind Jefferson and came out. Seeing Asher's panicked face, she silently rolled her eyes.

Anyone could tell that Asher had done something wrong just now.

But Jefferson acted as if he couldn't see it at all and glanced at Elianna.

Her black hair was gathered on her right shoulder, conveniently covering the side of her neck.

His thin lips curved into an ambiguous smile. "Yes, it's dry."

The last two words were bitten, with the tone of his voice unclear.

It didn't sound like he was saying the clothes were dry. It sounded like...

Elianna instinctively looked at Asher's face, afraid that he would notice something.

But she was overthinking it. Asher, who had just finished doing something guilty, was shocked and scared. Not to mention these minor details, he probably wouldn't even pay attention if she started breakdancing right in front of him.

Still in a guilty mood, Asher mechanically repeated, "It's dry. Good. It's dry."

Elianna couldn't stand it, especially with Jefferson's provocative smile. She wished she could silence Asher.

Changing the subject, she said, "The documents are almost printed. If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

"Go back, uh, go back."

Upon hearing "go back," Asher finally regained some consciousness. He glanced at Jefferson.

"Well, Jeff, I drove Elianna here today. She didn't drive, can I give her a ride back?"

Giving her a ride was just an excuse. He just wanted to inform Brice as soon as possible.

Anxiously, he looked at Jefferson, afraid that he wouldn't agree.

Jefferson smiled playfully, "Sure, go ahead then. The sun is so strong at noon and Anna's skin is so delicate. It wouldn't be good if she gets sunburned."