Sienna, with her baby in her womb, travels to a foreign land, enduring the lack of understanding and questioning at home, though she has no worries about food and clothing, that concern is the most fatal, so she decides to come back.

Now, when she had a chance encounter with him, she was determined to relive the past, but once she had made up her mind, she had returned to her stubborn state.

"Do you care a lot about this? "Have you started to notice me?" she asked with a smile. Or, you're curious about me."

Knowing she was joking, Tyrone didn't get annoyed. Instead, he put his arm around her and held her in front of him.

"Woman, don't think I'll be tricked by playing a little trick. Let me tell you, no way!

He almost burst the words out of his teeth.

His words are so infuriating!

Sienna's beautiful eyes blazed with rage and a strong fighting spirit, and she shouted loudly, "I, Sienna, am not afraid of knocking on the door. I am going to open this door of yours!"

She wouldn't believe it!

"Really?" A smile suddenly appeared on Tyrone's lips, but there was no joy in his eyes: "If you don't tell me who the mastermind behind the scenes is, I'll find the answer myself, and I won't let you off!"

"Well, I'm just waiting for you to catch me!"

Sienna just wanted him not to let her off the hook.

Sensing her provocation, Tyrone lifted her chin with one hand and entangled her gaze wantonly with the illusion of being sucked in.

But for a moment, he let go of his movements and lowered his head and remained silent.

Sienna felt disappointed and couldn't help complaining about his hesitation in her heart. Well, why didn't he kiss her hard? Even if it was a punishment, it would be sweet.

Tyrone seemed to sigh, to call it a day, with his hands in his trouser pockets as he walked out.

"Stay quiet. I'm going to buy something to eat."

Sienna sat down in her chair for a moment, then fell into a short depression, and then looked down at herself. Could it be that this outfit was too unattractive?

Tyrone moved quickly, but as soon as he entered the entrance with the bag, he saw Sienna swaying in the living room in a sleeping dress, with her slender and well-proportioned arms and below her knees exposed, looking like a moving sight.

When Sienna turned around and saw him back, she was beaming with joy.

"Colonel Tyrone, you're here. What did you buy? I'm already hungry. '

She limped along, carrying a scent, and her peach-pink nightgown had a low neckline. As she swayed, the faint spring light emerged, incredibly beautiful.

Damn it! Tyrone cursed himself in a low voice. He didn't know what he had eaten wrong today. He actually had feelings for this woman, very inexplicable impulse.

The discomfort in his lower body annoyed him very much!

Sienna was oblivious to his change and deliberately walked over, took the food bag from his hand, snipped it and sighed, "Wow, it smells so good!"

Tyrone noticed at once that she had taken a bath, there was a smell of men's shampoo in her hair, and her long hair was still half-wet, draped over her slender figure, with an indescribable charm that would make him keep away.

Sienna took out the food and placed it on the table. Maybe she was really hungry, and everything seemed particularly delicious, but soon she realized something was wrong.

"Why don't you buy vegetarian dishes? This way of eating is easy to gain weight." "I'm not trying to save you money, I really need a balanced diet to be good for your body," Sienna emphasized.

"There's so much to eat. If you like it or not, it's just a matter of doing it!"

He was so generous that he sat down and started to use his chopsticks, lowering his head and eating heartily.

He wouldn't tell her that he was naturally not fond of vegetables with green leaves, especially those like bitter gourd and cucumber, which he was even more reluctant to accept.

It was the first time Sienna wanted to have dinner with him, and she was a little excited, no longer bound by small details, chewing slowly.

Probably because of her good mood, Sienna felt the taste was wonderful. When Tyrone finished two bowls of rice, she had only half a bowl.

There was a grain of rice stuck to Sienna's mouth, looking a bit childish!

When Tyrone saw this, a certain string in his heart tightened again, expressing his dissatisfaction with his childish thoughts. He had seen women before, so why should he act like a bumpkin?

He told himself that Sienna must have done it on purpose. Some women are accustomed to using such tricks with clear intentions, but he was no ordinary man and wouldn't fall for such a beauty scheme.

"Do I have any vegetables on my face?" Sienna thought his serious look was cool too, touched him and exclaimed, "Oh, there's a grain of rice."

She looked at him and smiled, with a hint of embarrassment.

Tyrone stood up: "I have to go. Remember, don't enter the locked room. Anything else is fine. There's no food in the fridge. You can buy it yourself or deal with it outside."

He said a few words and left, not looking at her charming, slender figure, a woman's weapon that often makes men surrender, he can only hold himself back.

Sienna came up to him at a quick pace, her eyes full of anticipation and shyness.

"When will you come tomorrow?"

Her mood was like that of a wife waiting for her husband to come back, sweet and excited.

"I don't know." Glancing at her radiant eyes, Tyrone said calmly, "You'd better put away this set. I don't like women who are overly revealing and flattering."

"What do you say?"

Sienna felt as if she had been struck by a bolt from the blue, and all her enthusiasm had been doused with cold water.

"If I see you like this again next time, kick me out right away."

Sienna, upon hearing this, thought he was too domineering and too sensitive.

The style of the nightgown is normal. She wears it abroad and no one will say anything about it, but is it revealing to him? The so-called flattery is that she likes him!

If she doesn't like the man in front of her, ten oxen won't win her heart. HMPH.

"I think this one looks pretty good." Sienna deliberately pulled the collar of her nightgown to make it lower: "This is my favorite color, youthful and beautiful."

Tyrone looked down from above, and the spring light on her chest was truly visible. She was even more certain that she had ulterior motives, and the coldness in her heart grew even stronger.

"I warn you again, if you don't hold back, get out at once."

His stern look was very cold.

Sienna felt insulted and angry, and suddenly rushed over and hugged him.

Tyrone struggled and found that she was quite strong.

Sienna tiptoed and kissed his thin lips with quite a bit of force, but Tyrone took the initiative and kissed her back heavily.

The two engaged in a fierce verbal battle.

Sienna's heart was floating, her feet were unsteady, and she could only lean on him, but she was the first to retreat!

For he had bitten her tongue so hard that it was numb.