Chapter 159 Heaton, Don’t Leave…

"No." Uncharacteristically, Heaton stubbornly pressed her on the desk, lowered his head, and kissed her lips. Verian was shocked for a short while. ... After their session of intimacy, the blush on Verian Mont's small face had not faded and she was weak against Heaton's neck. "What’s going on with you?" She could feel that his mood was not the same as usual and asked him softly in a hoarse voice. Downstairs, Little Jelly Bean’s tender voice could be heard— "Daddy! Monty! You guys should come down quickly to eat! I'm hungry!" Heaton pursed his thin lips and he let go of her body. He moved without even the slightest warmth and only said in a cold voice, "Clean up and let’s go down to have dinner." Verian was aggrieved. When Heaton turned to leave with his long legs, Verian's delicate hand grabbed his sleeve. “Heaton, my legs are soft." Although her face subconsciously flushed when she said such coquettish words, she really could not bear the way Heaton was so cold to her. Hea