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My Killing President novel Chapter 567

“Is that such a surprise?” Annabelle asked back.

“I thought you only drink red wine!” Alistair said. The man had an impression that Annabelle was someone that emphasized greatly on the quality of life. He could imagine Annabelle drinking wine but he couldn’t imagine her sitting by the roadside drinking beer.

When Annabelle heard that, she chuckled, “It is obvious that I am someone that could tone up and down the class!” She smiled smugly.

Alistair smiled and refilled his drink, “Do you frequent this kind of place?”

Annabelle shrugged her shoulders, “From time to time. When I was younger, I do think that I must come here to eat and drink beer with someone I like!” Annabelle said that and she felt embarrassed.

Alistair’s lips curled up and he stretched out his hand to tease her, “Rest assured, I will make sure to accompany you properly tonight!”

What Alistair meant was to accompany her as she enjoys herself with food and drinks. However, the crowd looked at them with suggestive eyes.

Annabelle frowned and she blushed, “Watch what you say, there are so many people around!”

Alistair looked at the woman and answered uncaringly, “Look at their dirty mind, I meant accompanying you to eat and drink!”

Annabelle, “……”

And the gazes from around turned away.

Annabelle continued to chit chat while eating with Alistair. They had a great time.

Alistair had never thought that there will be a day a woman brought him to a street vendor.

All the women he knew in the past had never dared to go out without make-up, and none of them could want to visit places like this.

The man had truly enjoyed such a down to earth life.

After the two of them had their fill, they paid and left.

“Are we going back?” Alistair looked at her and asked.

Annabelle shook her head and looked around, “I wish to take a walk!”

“Okay, I will accompany you…”

Alistair bent forward and kissed her lips gently…

It wasn’t aggressive and intense like before. He kissed her so carefully as if she was the most valuable treasure.

Annabelle wrapped her arms around him and kissed him gently as well. The gentle sea breeze swept by her hair and it was a beautiful scene. Like how a perfect love should be.

The woman really wanted to scream her thoughts out.

Alistair…

I love you!

I love you so much…

I think you for reappearing in my life, to fall in love with me, and to let me experience this wonderful love…

I love you.

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