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Her cell phone rang.

It was Amelia William's call. "I need to answer the phone." She said.

Looking at her red face liked a peach, James Grayson cleared his throat and loosened her arms.

Bella stepped aside and answered.

"What's wrong, Amelia William?" Bella asked.

She felt that her face was still hot.

"I saw that man, is he the man with whom you had spent the night at his house. He is so handsome. The more you look at him, the more handsome he seems. Did he just try to kiss you?" Amelia William said excitedly.

"No, there is nothing like this." Bella blushed even more.

She realized that Amelia William was nearby and looked around.

Amelia William got out of the car and waved at Bella.

"Wait a minute. I bought you a present." Amelia William ran towards her, glanced at James Grayson and smiled.

She gave the gift bag into Bella's hand. "Honey, use it well tonight."

"What?" Bella opened the bag in surprise.

It is... Women products... Use at certain time...

Bella seemed to have been hit by lightning. She quickly closed the bag.

"I don't..." This sentence has not yet been uttered, Amelia William has run away.

"Is she your friend?" James Grayson looked at her and asked.

"Yes," Bella answered, bowed her head, thought about the gifts she just saw.

"What she gave to you?" James Grayson looked suspiciously at her gift bag.

"No, nothing. Let's go and buy clothes." Bella's eyes twinkled, and she didn't want to speak anything.

Fortunately, James Grayson did not force her.

They walked into the fifth floor of the mall.

The clothes on this floor are of the best kind. The suits here worth even more than ten thousand dollars.

"What color do you like?" Bella looked at the clothes and asked.

"Sapphire, beige."

Bella saw a very special suit, which was worn by a model. Unique tailoring, beige tone, neckline, and sleeves are just Tibetan blue.

She thought it will suit James Grayson.

Bella took James Grayson's arm, looked at him and asked, "Do you like this one?"

James Grayson glanced at her hand and his eyes moved to her face. Bella's skin is white just like skinned pigeon eggs. She is flawless and has delicate and beautiful facial features. But there was a slight sadness in her eyes.

James Grayson stared at her and answered, "Yes, I like it."

Bella did not notice that his eyes were constantly on her face.

"Then we take this one." Bella loosened his hand and went into the boutique shop. She asked the salesperson, "Excuse me, is this 190?"

"Yes." The waiter warmly handed the clothes to James Grayson.

"This way, please." The waiter led him into the dressing room.

Bella casually looked at the clothes in the shop and saw David Wilson coming this way.

She did not want to see him at this time. She felt sick when she remembered what he had done to her. The less trouble the better.

She opened the dressing room door.

James Grayson has just changed a shirt, and hasn't buttoned yet. She could see his strong pectoral muscles, along with the beautiful texture line down and abdominal muscles.

He was wearing mid-waist trousers, black belt buckles, concealed, in the belt, his pant inside was black, very sexy. Bella has a glimmer of spirit.

"Mr. David." The waiter greeted warmly.

Bella twisted her eyebrows. She had no time to think more. She went into James Grayson's dressing room and push down the cutter.

The dressing room was very narrow. There were two people in it, and they were standing very close to each other.

"What's wrong?" James Grayson looked down at her and asked.

"My husband is out," Bella explained.

James Grayson's eyes were a little dim, and there was a hint of anger.

"It's shameful for you to walk with me?" James Grayson asked displeasingly.

"Of course not."

James Grayson approached her.

Bella was shocked and put her hand on his chest.

The temperature of his chest was high, and it fluctuated with his heart beating.

"Then what is that?" James Grayson asked, her breath fell on her face.

Bella nervously took back her hand. The paper bag fell on the ground and the things rolled out.

James Grayson looked to the ground.

One very intimate hot video disc and some very hot posters.

Bella saw it too and felt like her brain will explode soon. The temperature in the dressing room has risen sharply. It's intense and hot almost breathless.

"No... It's not mine." Bella embarrassingly explained.

James Grayson's black eyes were dyed with a layer of blurred color, deep as if they were bottomless whirlpools. He put his hand on the wall on the side of her brain. Ambiguous breath covered her whole body, and his voice becomes husky, "Do you want to have a love affair with me?"

"Ah?" Bella looked up at him.

Her heart was beating so fast that it was impossible to imagine such words coming out of his mouth.

He pulled up her chin and stared at her red lips, "You hide here because you want to have with me?"

"No, it's not," Bella explained.

He squatted down in front of her and put everything from the ground and put it in the paper bag.

Bella wanted to find a hole to hide.

"I confiscated them." James Grayson murmured. I am a rigorous and strict soldier.

Bella smiled awkwardly. "Take it, take it, it's not mine anyway."

His eyes were hazy. "Are you sure?"

Bella did not understand what he meant by this sentence, and her mind was somewhat confused. She recalled whether she said something wrong.

Obviously not.

"Actually...well, I don't need them, I..." When she opened her mouth, she found herself incoherent and she's annoyed.

James Grayson raised the corners of his mouth, turned around.

"Don't." Bella nervously pulled his hand.

He became a little unstable. His lips touched her.

Bella was shocked and subconsciously stepped back to the corner. Was that because she pulled him?

"Sorry, I didn't mean to," Bella explained.

His handsome face approached her slowly.

Bella held her fist nervously. Today, James Grayson gave her a different feeling, which is no less dangerous than David Wilson.

His hand reached behind her head. Her heart was beating fast, and she was about to suffocate.

He looked at her nervous appearance, like a rabbit, causing pity, "Please excuse me, I take my clothes and leave this dressing room for you to hide."

Bella wants to hit the wall. What was she thinking? It has been a long time since she stays so close to a man? So, in a male atmosphere, her hormones flooded. She shouldn't have done that. Bella was very upset.

James Grayson, the man who can't be provoked is also a good and respectful man.

"I'm sorry." Bella moved aside.