Chapter 218 Miss Her Crazily

• In the eyes of Asher Hawn that with a bit of burning eyes light, Nora Smith's breath is not a smothering, slightly embarrassed.
• She took a step back subconsciously, and Asher Hawn suddenly stretched out his hand. His big, well-boned hand was around her waist, strong and powerful. Then he pushed forward a little, and Nora Smith fell into his arms.
• "Nora Smith, Nora Smith..." Asher Hawn shouted her name in a hoarse voice.