You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Joyce was afraid of tickle. Justin used to come to the range to look for her. He lovesd to use feathers to scratch her neck secretly when she was practicing.

“Joyce, you need to work on your fixation, you’re distracted oh.”

“Distracted and still hitting 10 rings, fantastic.”

She dodges around every time she got tickled.

It was only when one was young and ignorant that can feel the joy of innocence.

The tickle on her neck felt like it was being tickled by a feather, so she couldn’t help it and laughed, “Justin, stop it.”

Words was like cold water pouring over his head.

Instantly, the water extinguished all the out-of-control fires in Luther’s body.

He awoke. what was he doing? Surprisingly, he was charmed by her.

Damn Joyce, was she using him as a stand-in for Justin?

and stood up and roared, “Enough! It’s time for you to wake up!”

to the bathroom. She was dumped directly

instantly flooded

her

her long, wet hair and tried to open her beautiful eyes wide, looking at Luther with a confused

with anger. “Ah, really. The clothes are all wet.” She grumbled. “You don’t remember what you just

was shocked, and hurriedly checked if her clothes were put off. Except for the two missing

relieved that

I probably drank bad-quality wine and lost my temper in some way just now. Please

wine?!” Luther gasped, “You drank that bottle of Spade A. It’s worth a hundred thousand pounds!!!” There

Joyce was stunned, and calculated the exchange rate. It was 9. It was worthy of a million. God! just a small bottle?

horror. She hadn’t paid back the 800,000 RMB that she owed before, and a million-worth

instantly lost his temper. This woman, all she thought about

of

there was nothing clinging to the

and gasped. Just can’t help not to look

and he tried to restrain himslef. He pulled off a towel and