You Hit My Heart
Chapter 552

Luther resumed his seat and saw her good-looking eyebrows furroweddeeply, and she seemed to be in pain.

So he put his hands over her long, slender legs and tried to help herknead them.

Today she wore a dress with lightweight fabric, and when he touchedher skin, he could even feel the heat from her body. His hand gentlytrembled, and could not help but stroke back and forth a few times. Hethought about how he was sleeping on her lap. No wonder it was sosoft and comfortable.

It was as smooth as silk satin, delicate and soft. When he felt her tight,he felt his body having a reaction...

Gradually, the hand kneading her tight was now going in the wrongdirection...

Joyce's legs were still numb and she did not feel any better. She staredat Luther in disbelief. What was he doing? She could not even standup, and he still wanted to take advantage of her?

And, with his hands, he was getting over the top.

His breathing was no longer even but abnormally disorganized.

"Stop."

She timely squeezed his hand that was already on her waist, "Get yourhands off me. I want to stand up."

Luther snapped back to his senses, annoyed that he had almost fallenunder her spell again. Hell, even he was repeatedly enchanted by her,not to mention Justin, Christian, and those young guys in the office.Joyce pushed Luther out of the way with a disgusted look on her face.She grabbed the seat in front of her to support herself and stand upgradually.

Her legs felt like they were being poked with millions of silver needlesat the same time, and there was cold sweat on her back. She bit her lipand endured it.

"Are you ok?" Luther asked, stood up, and went to the aisle, waiting forJoyce to step out.

"Hmm." Joyce gritted her teeth and took a step forward.

But, to her surprise, she just made it to the aisle when suddenly herfeet went weak and her whole body fell forward, straight into Luther'sarms.

Because of the cramped interior, Luther did not stand firmly, and nowhe was dragged along by Joyce right toward the row of seats behindhim.

Joyce, on the other hand, fell straight into his arms and wrapped herarms around him.

It looked like she was throwing herself into his arms.

Damn, she cursed, it was so humiliating.

The most crucial thing was that this arrogant man must have thoughtshe was deliberately seducing him. Because in his eyes, she was just ascheming woman with no boundaries with men at all.

And the driver, who had not yet left the bus, also saw them.

The driver hurriedly pretended to be calm and opened the door to getout, leaving the two of them alone in the car.

"Still not up?” Luther spoke coldly, his voice hoarse. If she didn't get up,the desire he had just managed to suppress would get out of controlagain.

"Can't get up ..." Joyce had no idea where she should put her arms, soshe could only continue to hold him.

If she could stand up, would she have fallen?

"Forget it if you can't get up.”

With a jerk, Luther carried her up in his arms.

He simply walked out of the car with her in his arms.

Outside the car, a group of employees from the automotive projectteam who were waiting for the group activity were all dumbfounded andlooked at each other.

What's really going on?

Juanita's jaw dropped even more in shock.

In full view of everyone, what was the boss going to do? It was just socool when she saw the slender long legs of Luther getting off the buswith Joyce in his arms.