Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 190 Pectoral Muscle 2

When Jaquan came to Ferne, the latter was lying in a suite.

A waiter led Jaquan the way with an expression that no words can finely describe.

Jaquan asked confused, "Why? Something to say?"

The waiter shook his head.

Jaquan aggressively knocked on the door. Yesterday, Ferne should dare to send him those things in a box, which misled his mother! Even Emma looked at him in a strange way!

As he itched to fight, someone inside opened the door.

Jaquan realized that something was wrong before his curse and slap fired off. The person who opened the door seemed to be slightly taller than Ferne. He curled his hand back and got a good look at the person.

He was wearing a bathrobe from the hotel with open collar revealing a sturdy chest and abdomen. He has a healthy wheat-colored complexion and looked fairly handsome. However, his slit right eyebrow raised slightly upward, making him kind of a ruffian that people avoid like the plague.

Jaquan stepped back and looked at the door number of the suite. 'That's right. It's Ferne's room.'

He looked suspiciously at the person in front of him and asked, "Where's Ferne Dalton?"

Noah turned around and motioned for him to enter.

When Jaquan entered, he was at a loss. There was no sense of carnal pleasure in the room, and there were no messy clothes and trousers on the ground. However!! Ferne was lying on the bed!

Jaquan was horrified. He took a few steps to the bed and saw the injury on Ferne's face. He walked forward and patted his face in retaliation, "Ferne! Holy shit? Ferne, who did it?!"

Ferne opened his eyes and saw Jaquan. He stretched, "Why are you here?"

His voice was still hoarse from the cold.

However, to Jaquan, it sounded like the hoarseness due to carnal pleasure.

"Tell me first, who caused the injuries on your face? Was it him?" Jaquan pointed at Noah. "He...?" Jaquan couldn't continue. Anyway Ferne never looked like the one that fascinated by a man. Ferne grabbed him and said, "No, it's not."

Jaquan had already seen the injuries on Noah's face. Hearing Ferne, his entire face all read"???"

Who the hell could cover it all up?

What irrefutable evidence! Was Ferne's working experience as a policeman left no trace in his mind? Did shit took the place?

"What's up?" Ferne asked.

Jaquan immediately felt that he was making a fuss. His trifle was nothing compared to Ferne's affair. He waved his hand and said, "Nothing. Just stopping by. Now I'm leaving." Ferne was puzzled, "???"

The door was shut again, and Ferne went back to his bed. He suddenly remembered something and got up again, "Holy shit! Jaquan must have come to take my life today! Holy shit! Why did he suddenly go back?"

He looked at Noah and asked, "What did you say to him?"

Noah looked at him coldly.

Ferne felt a chill rise in his back, "What for?"

Noah turned around and did not raise his head, "Didn't you ask me what I said to him?"

Ferne nodded, "Yeah, but you didn't say anything." He paused, "Holy shit? You've been staring at him like that just now? Perhaps he was scared?"

Ferne became surer as he thought further about it, "Then don't leave me for the next few days. Perhaps that guy is going to sneak up on me."

Noah's lips curled up into a cold smile with a trace of evil in it.

Ferne was terrified by Noah's smile, "What are you smiling at?"

Noah remained silent, staring at the computer in front of him, but his fingertips that landed on the keyboard stopped for a moment.

Not even an hour after Jaquan left, Randy also came and knocked on the door, "Holy shit, Jaquan told me that you were beaten! Open the door and show me!"

Ferne had just washed up and come out of the bathroom with his clothes wet. He was just about to strip it off and put on a new one, but on hearing the sound he opened the door. Leaning against the door frame, he let Randy take a closer look.

Randy smiled gloatingly and raised his chin, "Holy shit. It is true. Who did it?"

Instinctively the proud Ferne refuted, "I am not beaten. It's a spar. The other guy is worse off than me, okay?"

Randy ignored it directly. Among the brothers, Ferne was the worst fighter. Back then, in order to practice his fighting skills, he even worked at the police station for a few years. Although he had made some progress, he was still the worst among the brothers.

Seeing that Randy didn't believe it, Ferne didn't feel like explaining, so he took a towel and turned around to go in.

Randy followed behind and shook a fan that read Top of the Tops, "By the way, I knew you were hiding someone outside when you posted that picture in the group. Let me see."

As soon as he entered, he raised his head and saw a man sitting in front of a computer. The man was wearing a bathrobe with his naked chest, revealing his well-defined pectoral and abdominal muscles. His legs were covered with lush hairs. Randy was startled.

Randy, "..."

He cupped his hands at Ferne and said, "Excuse me, I'm taking my leave."

Ferne, "???"

Ferne hurriedly walked over to Noah and carefully examined his face, "Holy shit. Is your face so scary? Why the two were scared away?"

Noah was too lazy to explain to the straight man-The two brothers both thought Ferne was gay.

He glanced at Ferne's open shirt out of his eyes. The honey-colored skin that Ferne had trained a few years ago had now been warmed back to its original color now. It wasn't much fair, but it was a lot fairer than Noah's.

Ferne straightened his chest in pride, "How is it? I worked on my chest before. Although my muscles are not as strong as yours..."

"You call this lump of fat your pectoral muscles?" Noah raised his split eyebrow in disagreement.

Ferne, "..."

He covered his stomach and took a deep breath, "Did you see the chest muscles?"

"I saw your chest but no muscles."

II

"Noah, I feel that you are such a jerk... no, honest guy." Ferne touched Noah's head and turned around to change clothes.

Behind him, Noah frowned. After a while, Noah raised his head and touched where the hand lay.

For so many years, even Christy hadn't touched his head, but it should be touched by this young hotel owner.

Noah looked at Ferne's clean back, shook out a cigarette from the cigarette case and bit it. Before it could be lit, the cigarette was snatched away. Ferne put out the cigarette in the ashtray and reached out to fumble in Noah's pants, "Where are the cigarettes? Give them to me. You know that I have a cold. Stop it."

Noah leaned back and took out the cigarette case after watching the hand rummaged through his legs. Something in his blood was restless due to the caress of the hand.

Ferne's new shirt hadn't been buttoned up yet. Noah could clearly see everything as Ferne's head lowered. Noah raised his index finger and poked Ferne's chest until the latter was half a meter away. Ferne finally recalled that this freak had a fetish about cleanliness and didn't like to be touched. He is such a difficult man.

He confiscated the cigarette and waved to Noah, "I have to go down and inspect. Just entertain yourself."

Noah didn't say anything, but after the door was shut up, he texted Emily,

"Okay."

With his phone switched off, he lay on the chair with his eyes slightly closed. His hand involuntarily landed on his head. A faint weight seemed to linger at where Ferne had touched.