Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Don't come back here

"Dolly!" suddenly, Vincent barged right in.

"Vincent!" Leyla shouted excitedly, her expression was very excited, but Dolly in the back kitchen, her

heart was uneasy, what is he doing here again?

Dolly went on with her business as if she hadn't heard anything.

In the front room, looking at Leyla with such a pleasing look, Vincent was puzzled and asked with a

gasp, "Where's Dolly?"

All at once, Leyla's eyes dimmed and skimmed, looking displeased, from the moment he this door, his

mouth kept shouting Dolly's name.

"She's busy in the back kitchen right now." Leyla replied in a low voice.

Why are you still busy? What time is it? She's not too tired, Vincent rubbed his hands together and

looked a little anxious.

"Let her rest for a while." Vincent suddenly lifted his head, looked at Leyla in front of him, and hurriedly

said.

After the words, Leyla heart more angry, what, so his heart, only Dolly that a woman? This is not fair at

all!

As things stand now, the battle is lost before she even begins to fight, although Dolly is not involved in

this war.

"You go by yourself!" With that, she simply turned around and left.

What is wrong with this girl? Vincent looked at the departing back and shook his head.

Women, ah, really fickle, may be when the mood is bad.

Vincent attributed this to the fickleness of women and didn't pay much attention to it, and then he

immediately got up and walked to the back kitchen.

Sure enough, Dolly was still busy, with beads of sweat all over her forehead.

"I think you ah, it's better not to work too hard, rest for a while." With that, Vincent walked right in,

picked up the tissue next to him, and wiped the beads of sweat for Dolly.

Oh no! Why did he suddenly come in?Where is Leyla?Dolly looked out into the front room and was

nervous.

"You get out of here! Quickly! Get out!" With that, she pushed Vincent out.

What's going on? Why is she in such a hurry? Vincent looked at her unhappily, with some displeasure

in his heart, and all this was seen by Leyla who was not far away.

It seems that this Vincent really did not put down Dolly, then he must not have any chance of winning.

She sighed and half squinted her eyes, looking out the window, very sad.

God is so unfair, Brayden likes her, Vincent likes her! How could no one like her? She scratched the

back of her head, her eyes sad.

"What's wrong? Sad? Did you fall out of love?" Suddenly, Vincent walked over and gently knocked her

little head, asking playfully.

Perhaps the two have become somewhat familiar with each other, naturally Vincent will not be as

familiar with her as before.

"What for, you, really." Leyla muttered irritably as she stroked her hair.

Yoo-hoo, what is wrong with this girl? He stared carefully at the person in front of him, curious.

"Don't you like Dolly? Go find her! Why come to me." Leyla continued to mutter.

Who said he couldn't find her? Besides, Dolly's mind was on Brayden, so she couldn't be bothered with

herself. He went to the back kitchen to see her, and she was thinking of avoiding suspicion, so she

might as well come here to talk to this girl.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Is someone bullying you? Tell me, I'll go clean him up for you!" Vincent

said righteously, while patting himself .

But come on! Who would bully Leyla? Who would dare to bully Leyla? She turned her face away from

the person next to her, afraid that her mind would be read by him.

"Yoo-hoo, you still don't want to talk to me?" Vincent gently scratched her head and said jokingly.

Strange to say, usually Vincent, whether at work or in life, the expression is cold, but these days, as

soon as he sees this Leyla, he wants to tease her.

Perhaps, he himself did not perceive, in fact, he has some thoughts about this Leyla.

And this scene was just in time for Dolly to see.

It seems that these two people really have a game! Dolly's mouth hooked up a satisfied arc at the

corners.

"Oops, Vincent, you're not allowed to primp my hair!" Finally, Leyla shouted as if she had exploded.

"It's okay, you'll sort it out then." Vincent said next to him as he continued to primp, with no intention of

giving up.

This man, how can he still have such a fetish?Leyla is a little angry inside.

"Stop right there, Vincent!"

In this way, two adults and children like, you chase me to make a mess.

Although the front room was busy, but seeing the two of them so sweet, the guests could not bear to

disturb, just silently put the meal money on the table, and then left.

"Oops, I still have to serve the customers!" Suddenly, Leyla shouted as if she suddenly remembered

something, and immediately ran back to the store.

Looking at that playful back, Vincent actually unconsciously smiled.

Strange, why is it so happy and relaxed to see her? No! Must be reserved! He immediately gathered

his emotions, became cold and bitter, and slowly walked into the gourmet store.

"All right, the guests are very conscious and have put the money on the table, just collect it." Dolly in

the back kitchen shouted, looking very relieved.

Leyla turned around and glared hard at Vincent who walked in, a cold glint in her eyes.

"You, don't ever come back here again!" She pointed at his nose and shouted.

The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on the tools. If he doesn't come, then how else can

he chase her?Dolly hurriedly put down the tools in her hand and ran out in a great hurry.

"What are you doing?" She immediately tapped Leyla's arm and asked in a low voice.

What? Leyla bit her lip and looked at the person in front of her, her heart became even angrier.

Vincent, who saw this scene, was nervous in his heart, although there were no ripples on the surface. If

he does not come, who will play with her?

Once he thought of this, Vincent smiled without thinking, his gaze was full of tenderness, even when he

looked at Dolly before, he was not so tender.

"Stop it!" Dolly immediately pushed Leyla's body and hurriedly said.

"I'm not making a scene, Dolly, look at it, he's always teasing me and holding me back from making All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

money." Leyla muttered softly, with a very aggrieved look.