Alexander supported Quinn''s waist with one hand, threw the cigarette into the ashtray with the other hand, and extinguished it with the water in the cup.


    Sitting back down, he held her waist with both hands, gazing into her eyes. "What''s wrong?"


    Quinn hugged his neck, her gaze sweeping over every inch of skin on his face, then shook her head and let go of him.


    But the next moment, she got up again, sat on hisp, and gestured. "You seem to be getting old."


    Alexander didn''t say anything, unsure of what to say.


    For an eleven-year-old Quinn, 29-year-old Alexander did seem a bit old.


    For those who had children early, the children would be around ten years old by now.


    After a while, Alexander held her hand, smoothed the stray hair by her ear, and whispered, "Yes, you are getting younger."


    Quinn didn''t understand. Her eyes filled with confusion.


    Alexander tugged at the corner of his mouth, drawing a bitter curve.


    He lifted Quinn and ced her back on the bed. "Alright, it''s time to sleep."


    Quinn shook her head. "I can''t sleep."


    She had only just opened her eyes; how could she possibly fall asleep?


    "Then just lie down on the bed," Alexander said, lifting her and cing her on the bed.


    But Quinn still held onto his neck, bing more and more clingy to him.


    But this wasn''t a good thing.


    Alexander fell silent for a moment, then got onto the bed as well.


    He leaned against the headboard. Quinn rested her head on his chest, her hands around his waist, and her legs draped over him, hanging on him like a little kangaroo. Alexander gently stroked her hair, looking elsewhere, not saying a word.


    Quinn stared at his open cor, the exposed corbone, then looked up to see Adam''s apple. But he didn''t look happy, with no hint of a smile on his face.


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    Quinn lowered her gaze, pressing her face against his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his chest, slowly closing her eyes.


    The wind blew outside, carrying a hint of coolness; asionally, the sound of the waves could be heard.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org.


    It was the style of the room''s decoration that made the interior look particrly cold.


    It also exuded an indescribable destion.


    Quinn said she couldn''t sleep, but listening to the man''s heartbeat, she fell asleep in a daze.


    As soon as she closed her eyes, she would dream, a very long dream.


    But now, the dream she was having was bing iprehensible.


    When she opened her eyes again, it was already the next day.


    She was still in Alexander''s arms, her hands tightly around him, and he was still holding her, not even changing his clothes.


    Quinn opened her eyes, stared at him for a while, and couldn''t help but touch his prominent nose bridge.


    But as soon as her fingers touched, Alexander opened his eyes.


    The two stared at each other.


    Quinn blinked and smiled at him.


    The smile was too dazzling, so much so that Alexander was momentarily stunned and stared at her expressionlessly for a long time. His seriousness gradually faded Quinn''s smile.


    She lowered her head, fingers fidgeting with his buttons, feeling uneasy.


    Alexander closed his eyes, pondered for several minutes, then opened his eyes again and lowered his head to look at Quinn in his arms. He lifted Quinn''s chin, asking her, "How old are you now?"


    Quinn stared into his deep eyes for a moment, feeling strange. Didn''t he even know how old she was?


    After a while, Quinn raised her hand and gestured. "I''m eleven."