Chapter 675 Wesley's Mission

Wesley put the Chinese chestnuts in his hand away, washed his hands and got ready to help Blair with the cooking.

Blair, however, shooed him out of the kitchen. "Just go watch TV and relax. I'll tell you when it's ready."

Wesley didn't argue, but instead of watching TV, he went to the balcony to have a cigarette.

Standing on the balcony, he took a drag on his cigarette and blew out a cloud of smoke. He leaned against the railing, watching her hard at work making dinner. A smile formed on his lips.

Afraid that she hadn't made enough food for Wesley, Blair made some dessert. But in the end, she ate most of the dessert. He kept on feeding it to her.

This kind of life was simple, but after everything she'd been through, she felt really happy with what she had now. At least there was no one trying to hurt her.

This was their home.

If only she could have Wesley's baby. Then her life would be complete.

It was around 11 p.m. when Wesley got a message from Blair on WeChat. "I'm so sleepy," it read.

He sent a question mark in reply.

"Turn off the light for me?"

Before long, Wesley opened the door to Blair's bedroom. She gave him a sweet smile.

'He is so good to me, ' she thought.

He came over, lowered his head and planted a kiss on her cheek. "That's my reward," he explained.

Blair reached out her arms, cradled his neck and kissed him on the lips. "Want more? Then stay here."

His eyes were filled with desire for her as he tightened his hands around her waist. After a while, he simply said, "Two years."

"What?" She was confused.

He didn't explain further, but just kissed her on the lips passionately.

'Blair, if you haven't found someone else by the time I get back, then I'll marry you, ' he swore to himself.

After the passionate kiss, Wesley turned off the light, left her bedroom and closed the door behind him.

Back in his own bedroom, he lit another cigarette while going over his orders for a new mission. It was his choice; he didn't have to go. But he'd get hazard pay on top of his regular salary, not to mention it was a chance to serve his country.

If he accepted the mission, he would be sent to D City soon. It was a multi-national mission.

This was a messy business, and involved tens of thousands of people.

He not only was in command, but would personally work undercover.

He couldn'

u looking at him like that? You even noticed his shoulders, hips and feet. Why?"

Wesley answered indifferently, "I only took two glances at him. You know I'm a soldier. I'm trained to read people. He even had some plastic surgery. His double eyelids are fake."

Blair didn't know how to respond. But she had to admit that she was no longer jealous.

"If I said you had a nice body, would you hold it against me?" he joked. 'Well, if she put on some weight, then she'll be more cuddly. That'll piss her off if I tell her.'

"Because you do have a nice body," he continued. Blair screamed out of shyness and awkwardness, and pinched Wesley's arm. 'What the hell? I thought she wanted to hear that. I guess I don't understand women, ' he thought to himself.

Then he recalled what Damon told him before. "Dude, if you don't want to get dumped, then don't use logic with your woman." Wesley thought it made sense and let Blair pinch him as she wanted.

Time went by, and Wesley hadn't decided whether he would accept the mission or not.

One day, when Wesley got home from work, Blair pulled him into her room hurriedly.

His heart raced wildly in his chest. 'What's going on? Does she want to sleep with me?'

Blair, however, stood on a weighing scale and complained, "I've put on 2.5 kilograms."

"And?" He didn't get it.

"It's all your fault!" Wesley was not as busy he had been before. He always went to the store, bought her delicious food and didn't allow her to do housework. That was why she had gained weight.

"Okay." He wouldn't admit he did it on purpose.