Chapter 372 Falling Into His Arms, Heartbeat In Disarray

• Sitting on the solid wood sofa, Leslie Teasley sipped on the herbal tea in his cup, enjoying the lingering fragrance. The figure in front of him became slightly blurry as a result.
• In the partially open kitchen, Qiao Jiaxu tied a floral apron around her waist, her long hair casually pinned up, revealing her slender and fair neck.
• As she sliced the beef, a few strands of hair playfully fell onto her forehead, giving her a touch of the girl-next-door charm.