Chapter 952

Blake stood there, blew a cloud. Jessica frowned and glared at him more and more impatiently. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, Blake suddenly said, "Why are you standing so far away?"

There was a tea table and a sofa between them. They were on both end of the big living room.

Jessica glanced at the tea table in the middle and said lightly, "I can hear what you said clearly."

Blake looked at her, and the corners of his mouth curled into a sneer. He took a drag on the cigarette, exhaled slowly, and walked over slowly. He stepped on the carpet silently, but his tall body that was approaching gave her an inexplicable sense of oppression.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window. His figure in the room was pulled by the sun, and part of it had already covered her. Jessica resisted the desire to retreat, only to see him stop on the tea table and bend down to put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

Jessica looked at the spark on the cigarette butt and struggled t