Gluey Love Between Us

"Eden, if Victor bullies you, you must tell me."

Eden smiled, "He doesn't dare to bully me. If he dares to bully me, let's beat him together!"

"Yeah! I really don't dare to bully you." Victor's voice suddenly sounded behind her.

Eden was startled. Her hand went limp and the phone fell on the bed.

Eden scolded herself for being so timid in heart.

"Ha-ha..." Victor chuckled, "Since you're easily to be scared, do you have the guts to beat me?"

Eden was stunned. It was really awkward to be caught when she spoke ill of him.

"Weren't you taking a bath downstairs? Why do you come up so soon?" Eden turned around and looked at him. She was very uneasy.

Victor wrapped his arms around her waist and smiled wickedly, "I've washed myself. Now it's time to treat me."

Eden blushed and glared at him, "You have a treat every night, don't you?" He had sex with her every day except when she had a period. Eden sat by the window and picked up the pillow on the bed, "I want to drink milk."

"Okay, sit for a while. I'll heat up the milk for you." Victor smiled and turned to leave.

As soon as Victor left, Eden breathed a sigh of relief. She seldom felt so embarrassed.

She leaned against the bed slowly. In fact, she was very excited in heart. The clothes designed by her could be sold in M .L Mall!

"hA-HA..." She giggled and rolled on the bed with the pillow in her arms.

She was like over the moon!

She had a lot of inspiration in heart. She loved life, so she observed the details in life, the scenery around her and everyone's attitude towards life. She could draw a lot of inspiration from everyone's stories. When Victor came in, he saw her lying on the bed and giggling.

"What are you giggling about?"

Eden immediately got up, took the milk from his hand and sipped it.

"I'm just so happy. You know why I feel so good." Eden said and smiled again.

"By the way, you haven't answered my question. How did you get the cooperation? Miss Martin tried to seduce you with all kinds of methods." Eden didn't forget what she had seen outside the door that day. "Don't worry. I won't cooperate with Miss Martin. Although she is a pretty woman, she is not as beautiful as you."

"Look at you. You are better and better at whispering sweet nothings." Eden finished the milk in one breath.

Victor took the cup from her hand and put it on the tea table next to him.

Then he turned off the light and hugged her, "Honey, I can not only say sweet words, but also do other things to make you feel sweeter."

Eden was speechless.

It was a romantic and torrid night.

The next morning, when Eden woke up, it was noon.

Eden really wanted to cry.

She hadn't gone to the company on time for a long time. Oh, no!

Thalia said that she was going to be a nominal director.

Last night, Victor told her that he would sign the contract with Della.

Hearing his words, she felt that Della was a good person.

So, she really didn't have to go to the company that day. They had to sign the contract.

If the fashion show was successfully, it would bring huge profits and a promising future to the company.

Thinking about it, Eden had tremendous drive.

After getting up and washing up, she drank a glass of warm water and went to the study next door, not caring whether Victor was at home or not. Since it was her own fashion show, she would centre in herself.

What was the theme?

Eden looked at the pink piglet on the computer screen.

It was so cute.

Holding a brush in her hand, she looked at the paper on the table and tried her best to think.

"Ha-ha..." Eden wrote a few words.

"People who love me the most in this world."

Eden nodded with satisfaction and began to draw the design drafts.

All she thought about was sincere love, such as love and family affection.

This room was very large, and there was a big French window. Sunshine filtered into the window and shone on her warmly.

She seemed to have isolated herself from the whole world.

When Victor went upstairs to call her for lunch, he saw such a scene.

Under the sun, Eden sat there quietly, looking pretty and elegant.

Victor felt that he had been isolated from her world again.

He really did not like this feeling.

When he was about to ask her to eat, his phone vibrated.

It was Anson calling him.

Victor did not disturb Eden and turned to answer the phone.

"Hello? What's the matter?"

Anson smiled, "Victor, I have something to tell you. Well, don't be angry after you hear it." Victor said with a serious face, "Why do you have to say it since you know I will be angry?" "Because I suddenly have a brainwave." Anson hesitated and did not dare to say it. Victor sat on the sofa and looked at the painting on the wall, "Get to the point."

"Oh. Victor, I want Eden to appear in my music video."

"Ha-ha..." Victor laughed, "Anson, did you dial the wrong number? My wife is a designer, not an actress. Can't you find anyone suitable in the company?"

"I can select an actress, but I think Eden's temperament is more suitable. No one can be as pure and lovely as her. We need a promotional music video for Quincy's band. Think about it. Eden is pure and beautiful, while Quincy is handsome. They're a perfect match..."

"Oh, hey, Victor, don't hang up. I haven't finished my words yet." Anson looked at the phone and felt a little helpless.

Adonis, who was in his office, squinted at him, "Victor values Eden so much, but you actually said that she and another man were a perfect match. You should feel happy because he doesn't want to come here and give you a lesson."

Anson pursed his lips.

Looking at Adonis, he smiled flatteringly, "Candace is also very suitable. Why don't we..."

"No." Adonis refused before he could finish speaking.

Anson was stunned.

It was even so difficult to give them a chance to make money.

"Then why did you come here?" Anson got up and poured Adonis a cup of tea.

"This is the nice tea I bought recently. You'll like it."

"Thank you!" Adonis looked at him, "You're going to shoot the play that is adapted from my wife's novel. Of course I have to come here and have a look."

Anson looked very greieved.

"You have shares in this company. Don't you even trust yourself?"

Adonis looked at him with an innocent smile, "To be exact, I can't trust you. I'm afraid that you will bully my wife."

"Look at your silly face. Your wife won't act in the play. How can I bully her? Your words really hurt my heart." Anson beat his chest and stamped his feet. Looking at Adonis's ruddy face, he was really happy for him. That gossipy man had really come back to them.

"Ha-ha, will your heart get hurt?" Adonis took a sip of tea.