These days, it was most appropriate to give Iris enough private space and time.

Therefore, Joanne took Brian home early.

Brian certainly had no objection and drove surprisingly fast along the way.

When he was about to arrive home, his mobile phone rang on the side. He was focused on the road and couldn't answer the phone. He had to ask Joanne to pick it up.

"Oh."

Recently, Joanne often helped him such things. She took the mobile phone as usual, but when seeing the caller ID, she was stunned.

Two seconds later, she shook the phone toward Brian and a fake smile appeared on her face. "It's Han, Ruo, Xi."

Brian was not surprised at all. He turned his head to glance at Joanne with a faint smile. "Dare not to answer it?"

His words easily rekindled Joanne's fighting spirit.

"I am perfectly justified Mrs. Lambert, your wife, why dare not to pick up a phone call from a woman?"

She decisively slid the screen with her thumb, and the call connected.

"Brian."

Rosalyn's voice from the receiver came into Joanne's ears.

Different from her image, Rosalyn's voice was very pleasant, giving others a bit of pathetic feeling. Therefore, no matter how strong she seemed to be, a lot of her fans claimed that "The queen also has a weak side and needs the prince's protection."

"I'm back." Rosalyn did not know that the person that answered the phone was Joanne, and she added, "Is it convenient to meet me? I have a lot to say to you."

"Miss Rosalyn." Joanne tried to make her voice sound very friendly. "Brian is in the shower, and when he comes out, I will pass on your message."

"Joanne?" Rosalyn was surprised for a second and immediately changed her voice.

"It's me." Joanne was thinking what to say next, while Rosalyn had already angrily ended the call.

Joanne was confused for two seconds, shrugged her shoulders to Brian, and returned the phone.

As long as Rosalyn came back, she called Brian and said she had many words to say to him, which was so touching that even Joanne, as a woman, almost couldn't refuse her voice... "Hey, she came back with intentions. Should I also play a trick?" thought Joanne.

While she was thinking, their car parked in the front of their house.

Brian unlocked the seat belt, and seeing Joanne thoughtfully sitting in the Co-driver, he leaned over-

Feeling a dangerous breath, Joanne reacted and found Brian's handsome face near hers. Brian said, "We arrived."

Joanne looked out the window, only to find that the car had stopped. She coughed, unlocked the seat belt and hurriedly got out of the car.

Seeing that Brian was about to return to the house, she ran to him fast and took his hand. "Wait!"

"What's the matter?"

Joanne flashed before answering, and she grabbed Brian by his cuffs. "You answer me a question, only one!"

Brian looked at Joanne with a sly look, and a smile appeared around his lips. "Say."

"... My gift and Rosalyn's gift, which one do you prefer?"

Joanne winked her bright eyes, and her soft and innocent appearance hit the softest part of Brian's heart.

Brian showed a bigger smile. "When did you start to care about these things?"

He knew Joanne, who seemed to care about nothing but always had her own little pride.

For some people and things, she just disdained to take them seriously.

"When Rosalyn called you!" Joanne suddenly became a wayward child and pestered Brian. "Quickly answer my question, my gift and Rosalyn's gift, which do you prefer? If you don't tell me, you are not allowed to go back to the room!"

Brian picked up his eyebrows and deliberately tantalized Joanne. "Your gift couldn't be returned."

The implication was that even if he said he preferred Rosalyn's gift, Joanne couldn't get her"gift" back, which would just suffocate herself.

Joanne puckered her mouth. "I didn't say that I would take it back." Suddenly, she reacted and stared at Brian. "Don't change the topic, just answer my question!"

Brian bent over to Joanne's ear. "Of course... Yours."

Obviously, it was the expected answer. Joanne still couldn't help but blush-she was in a burst of satisfaction.

Rosalyn couldn't compare with her, couldn't compare with her~~~

After a long while, Joanne bit her lips and looked up at Brian. "Am I very naive?"

Brian picked up his eyebrows. "I didn't say I disliked it."

Joanne was even more embarrassed and tried to explain. "Actually, I was not like this before..."

In the past, she was often praised for her calm and prudent manner. Her uncle who knew her would even say that her work style was similar to Chris's. She could always be able to rightly grasp the key points and deal with different kinds of problems.

She also thought that she could continue to handle all the problems in this style, just like handling the suspense cases.

However, how did she break the rules with Brian? How did she become stupid?

After he enjoyed enough seeing Joanne's wronged face, Brian took her into the house hand in hand. "Let me show you how much I love your gift."

"Kaboom-"

As if there were something blasting in Joanne's mind, her face instantly flushed.

After taking Joanne to the second floor, Brian let go of her hand. "Go and see yourself."

Joanne walked slowly into the room, pushed the door open, and was astonished when she saw the scene inside the room. She then closed the door.

"So embarrassed, how could I be so nervous that I even went to the wrong room?"

Stepping back two steps and taking a second look at the location of the door, Joanne said, "No, this is my room."

She resolutely pushed the door again.

It was her room, but it was empty in the few hours after she had left it! It was not wrong that this room became empty!

"What about my stuff?" Joanne confusingly looked at Brian, who looked at ease. "Why moved everything out of my room?"

She obviously couldn't think of any reason at the moment.

Brian pressed his temples as if he were in a headache, and he clasped Joanne's hand and led her to the main room.

On the way, Joanne slowly understood what was on, and when she opened the door, sure enough, her things were here.

"Afterwards." Brian circled Joanne from behind, and his chin rested on her thin shoulders. "We live here together."

Joanne once taunted that Brian's room was cold and rigid, like a well-organized hotel room.

But now, here was their room.

Suddenly, she had a sense of belonging to this place, and those rigid designs also became lovely at the moment.

She suddenly turned her back and tightly hugged Brian.

The dream once out of her reach came true at the moment, and only by hugging Brian tightly could she make sure that she was not dreaming.

Brian seemed to know what Joanne was thinking and touched her head. "When you just went to college, I should go to find you."

If he had known that he couldn't control himself and that only with Joanne could he have a complete life, he would not have left her alone to face so many things for so many years.

"What if I had a boyfriend at that time?" Joanne asked.

Brian's eyebrows picked. "After falling in love with me, you can't fall in love with someone else."

Joanne was speechless.

"... If you asked me this question before we got married, I would answer that I would congratulate you." Brian's tone suddenly became serious. "But now, I changed my mind-I would definitely break up your relationship, by any means."

When he could only look at Joanne far away, he overestimated his self-control.

But now he realized that he would not allow anyone to touch Joanne.

Joanne suddenly felt a chill on her back.

Fortunately, she had been secretly in love with Brian for so many years...

She half-jokingly said, "It seems that I'll merely have a chance in my next life..."

She felt a tight grasp around her waist and was pulled into Brian's arms by him.

He arbitrarily interrupted her words and looked into her eyes, saying word by word, "You can't fall in someone else even in your next life!"

Joanne secretly complained and also enjoyed Brian's overbearing manner. "But, in the next life, you should stop looking for someone to spy on me. What if I see him a lady killer?"

Forehead against Joanne's forehead, Brian answered, "In the next life, you have no chance to be so far away from me."

If there was another life, he would listen to the deep voice of his heart, go to find Joanne, tell her that he loved her, and accompany her through every period of time.

"Joanne." Brian looked at Joanne's eyes with a calm and determined face. "You can only be mine no matter in which life."

Joanne still wanted to protest, but all her unsaid words were blocked back before she could utter them.

...

The next day, Joanne heard the alarm ringing in a daze, but the noise disappeared in the next second, so she lay in the warm embrace and continued to sleep.

A long while later, Joanne suddenly woke up-thatday was Tuesday!

She got up, grabbed her phone and checked the time. She only had little time to prepare for work.

She could only blame Brian. "Why did you turn off my alarm clock?"

Brian did not answer her question but asked, "You woke up early today. You're progressing."

Other people might not understand what Brian meant, but Joanne could. While blushing and pushing him, she fled into the bathroom to brush her teeth.

Brian followed up, squeezed out some toothpaste, and was about to brush his teeth. Joanne had to remind him. "I need to use the bathroom now..."

"You have to get used to share the bathroom with me." Brian looked at Joanne from the mirror, and a meaningful smile appeared around his lips. "In the morning... we don't usually have much time."

"..." Joanne silently, silently removed her sight.

Naughty!

But it seemed that she was the only one who could brush her teeth with Brian in the bathroom and see his casual look when he got up...

.

A smile instantly climbed the corner of Joanne's lips, and she moved to Brian's side, deliberately closing to him. She seemed to enjoy the intimacy between them very much.

Brian looked at Joanne coolly. "Are you thinking of asking for leave again today?"

"You couldn't ask for leave anymore," Joanne said to Brian, "Otherwise, your subordinates would say that you lose your head over lust."

After that, Joanne wiped her mouth and decisively ran away.

At this time, she did not know that Rowdy had returned the country.