chapter 145 With a rich woman

, a man of thirty

The smooth and Sophie sweet feeling instantly made me overwhelmed, and my hands didn't know where to put them, wanting to grab something.

But in the end I controlled my hands because I knew An Anne Boyle was different from most women. She was not that proactive.

She and I have just confirmed our relationship, and I don't want things to develop too quickly.

After a brief kiss, we let go of each other, but An Anne Boyle still leaned on my...