Not Zayn as a control freak, saw Jasmine half open with her towel. He took the chance to hug Jasmine from the side. Drowning his head on the wet neck of the beloved. Jasmine was still wondering why, to this day, Zayn was always so pestuous. Doesn't he feel that Jasmine is still a stranger? "From tomorrow, stay with me," Zayn whispered. His voice is as melodious as singing in the morning. Don't know when Jasmine secretly started liking Zayn's whining. He's usually the one who's whining to Kay. Again Kay. Jasmine grew tired of thinking about a man who could hardly care less about her feelings. It dissolves carbon dioxide slowly. "What do you mean, Zayn?" Zayn squeezing the stomach even tighter. Jasmine had trouble finding oxygen. "From tomorrow, you stay with me, darling..." "Wait, Zayn. Have you been drinking? You were talking so much," asking Jasmine tried to loosen his grip on Zayn.&n
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