Don’t Mess With the Rock Chicks

Chapter 197

Jolene’s paranoia is more or less influenced by Bowen.

In fact, she knows that she is now a lot of people and things, a little Bowen shadow.

It’s time to come out of his shadow.

Jolene said all day that she never expected anything further with Bowen.

In fact, it is also self–deception.

Subconsciously, of course, she had expectations.

With hope, disappointment will be greater.

She thought Bowen was craving her body.

But more than that.

He also craved her blood, her internal organs.

In a few days, it will be Jolene’s Gregorian birthday.

Bowen has always been generous to her, and every time before his birthday he asks Jolene what she wants.

Jolene will also ask for a small gift every time, brooches, earrings, necklaces, those are not particularly expensive but delicate gadgets.

This time, she asked Bowen for a card.

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“My money went to Nicole to open a studio,” Jolene explained.

Bowen simply gave her a black card and told her to swipe whatever she wanted.

On his birthday, Bowen happened to be on a business trip.

As Jolene tied his tie, he told her apologetically, “I can’t be with you today.”

“It doesn’t matter.” She smiled brightly: “The future is long.”

Bowen pinched her chin: “Wait for your lunar birthday, I’ll spend it with you.”

“Okay.” Jolene smiled: “Wait for you to come back.”

Jolene kept him at the gate of Tranquil Park, watching her by the trunk of a begonia tree.

It was the season for begonias to bloom, and the red and fire- colored flowers were blooming all over the tree, as if a bunch of oversized torches were burning above Jolene’s head.

One of the fallen flowers fell on top of her head, and she didn’t take it down. The short stubble of her hair was against the red flower, and there was a shocking beauty.

Bowen glanced at her again, his eyes swollen by the fiery red.

He was already in the car, and Alex started the car and was about to drive forward when Bowen stopped him again: “Stop first.”

He got out of the car and strode over to Jolene.

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She was still standing under the tree, and when she saw him fold back, her smile deepened.

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Her voice was soft, maybe a little cold, a little nasal, but a different kind of cute.

In the red, he held her face and kissed it.

Jolene’s lips were soft, and she was wearing lip balm, which smelled of white peaches and made people want to take a bite.

She did not cater or refuse.

She accepted his kiss gently and half–heartedly.

Moreover, she was always smiling, and the corners of her lips

rose.

He stopped and rubbed the corner of her lips with his thumb: “What’s so funny, keep laughing.”

“Today is a good day,” Jolene said.

“Huh?”

“It’s my birthday.”

“What are your plans today?”

“Go to the bar with Nicole tonight.”

“Find a few people to accompany you.”

“Today is my birthday, Bowen, give me some freedom!” She

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was actually coquettish, and her tone was soft and glutinous.

Like a bite full of elastic fudge, sweet, soft.

“Okay.” He actually agreed: “Go back early.”

“At least it’s past twelve o’clock.” Jolene smiled with eyes bent like a crescent moon at the beginning of the month: “I won’t go back until the carriage turns into a pumpkin and the princess dress turns into ragged clothes.“”

She smiled innocently, how Bowen felt that Jolene was particularly different today.

But you can’t tell the difference.

Alex urged from behind: “Bowen, I have to catch a plane.”

Bowen raised his hand to look at his watch, then glanced at Jolene: “Okay, then I’ll go.”

Just as he turned around, Jolene suddenly grabbed him and stuffed something in his palm.

Just as he was looking, he heard her whisper, “Let’s go, it’s not too late to get in the car and take a look.”