I Marry the Ice Master?!
The Chapter 110

"Uaakh ... Finally we landed too, I don't want to get on the plane anymore!" lynn complained that she was taking as much oxygen into her lungs as possible.

"Is it so bad?" murmured Alfred quietly, walking past Lynn.

Lynn ignored Alfred, following silently. His mood was very good this morning so he did not want to ruin his positive aura just because of Alfred's words.

"I'll go get the car first." Chrysanthemum walked away leaving Lynn and Alfred alone.

Alfred thrust a white paper bag at Lynn, Lynn blinked her eyes at Alfred, Alfred turned his face to look elsewhere.

"Take it, I pick it up in the middle of the journey" Alfred said.

"By the way?" Lynn chuckled softly over Alfred.

They were on the plane, so how could Alfred pick them up. Lynn picked up the paper bag, biting her lower lip, holding her laughter out so it wouldn't flow out of her mouth.

"Open up."

"Now?" lynn asked, making Alfred frown.

Lynn appreciates Alfred's gift, she's a little confused as to whether there's a small reason for the gift. This can't be a bribe or a gift purely from a sincere heart?

"Like to frown, want to get old fast?" ledek Lynn opens the paper.

"I won't get old fast, 'cause I'm handsome." Alfred answered indifferently, rubbing his hair back.

Narcissism is scary enough, but Lynn admits Alfred is very handsome. Symmetrical face, sharp nose, sharp eyes and thick black eyebrows leave a mysterious impression let alone Alfred black obsidian eyeballs make his face look like an extraordinary work.

Alfred's lips looked soft and brightly colored, Lynn pursed her lips jealous of Alfred's lip color, she wondered if Alfred had applied lipstick on his lips.

Lynn wanted to touch and remove the pink color of Alfred's lips, Lynn's gaze continued to be fixed on Alfred's thick lips. Lynn shakes her head, hits her cheek twice, resuscitates herself.

No matter how Alfred looked at it now. He must dispel his bad thoughts about Alfred's lips, before he is stamped as a perverted woman.

"Let's see the contents of this paper bag," inner Lynn.

"This is my birthday present, so happy birthday" Alfred said.

Lynn looked at Alfred, pushing the paper bag back into Alfred's embrace. Alfred did not understand why Lynn refused the prize, Lynn's face was as horrible as just stepping on dirt.

Lynn waved her hand at the taxi, and left without looking back as soon as her belongings had been stuffed into the trunk of the car.

Alfred laughed strangely, he did not have time to stop Lynn. Want to throw a paper bag but not so, Alfred still remember he put Lynn's phone in there.

"Is it hard to say thank you?!" Alfred opened the paper bag, not a minute had Alfred closed it as fast as lightning.

Alfred glanced to the left and to the right making sure there was no one beside him or behind him. Alfred peered again into the bag, Alfred's face turned serious.

Now that he understood what caused Lynn's change in face, the contents of this paper bag were enough to be the reason.

"Mr Alfred, where's Lynn's secretary?" call Chrysanthemums.

"He's gone." Alfred threw a paper bag at the Chrysanthemum, got in the car.

The chrysanthemum scratched his head in confusion, stuffing the suitcase into the trunk. The chrysanthemum sat in the driver's seat, put the paper bag on the side, glanced at Alfred from the windshield.

"We're going straight to the company?" tanya Chrysan started the car.

"No, go to Lynn's apartment." Alfred sat leaning back staring out.

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The Lynn Apartment

Lynn sat on the bed, letting her body down and touching her soft mattress.

"Arghh," cried Lynn, stomping her feet against the fur rug, which would leave no pain on her toes.

Lynn dunked her face into the pillow, not thinking about anything. His mood was completely messy now, Lynn was willing to close her eyes and ears for today, just today.

"I want to hit him!" furious Lynn.

"Who are you going to hit?"

Lynn giggled softly, hitting the bolted pillow next to her, thinking how crazy she was to the point of hallucinating hearing Alfred's voice in her apartment.

"Haha ... Now I even imagine hearing his voice." Lynn mocked herself.

"What, who are you imagining?"

Lynn opened her eyes wide, this time her ears were not misheard. Lynn wakes up, seeing Alfred leaning against the door.

Lynn took a blanket over her, took a pillow and threw it with all her might to hit Alfred's face.

"Why are you in my house?" snarled Lynn looked at Alfred full of vigilance.

"I stopped by to give you a gift. But your entrance is too easy to break into, why did you lock it using your date of birth?" Alfred held up the flower paper in his right hand.

"That's none of your business, and I don't want your gift. You perverted man!" lynn's screech put out her hand to throw Alfred out.

"Who do you call a pervert?! I just bought this." Alfred took the goods out of the paper bag.

"Don't break the sanctity of my eyes" Lynn closed her body and eyes using her large blanket.

Lynn did not know what Alfred removed from the paper bag, considering the contents of the paper bag made Lynn's body creep.

"W-what are you doing? don't pull my blanket!" lynn shouted holding her blanket as tightly as possible.

Lynn's blanket was pulled, Lynn closed her eyes using both hands.her ears could hear the sound of something sliding down, Lynn stood her back to Alfred.

"No-no, I'm out of my room now!!"

Lynn was still motionless, the sound of bells melodious. Lynn turns her body. Opening a hint of blemish on her finger, Lynn removed her entire hand from her face approaching Alfred.

"What's this?" lynn asked curiously, pushing him slowly.

"It's a furin or wind chimes."

Lynn's mouth is o-shaped, Lynn raises her head her eyes meet Alfred's obsidian eyes.

While it was ...

The chrysanthemum stood in the landfill, staring at the white paper bag in his right hand. Alfred told him to throw it in the trash and Alfred just left without explaining anything else.

"What the hell is it?" The chrysanthemum opened a bit of the blemish paper bag, peering inside.

"Jeez, Mr. Alfred!!" The chrysanthemum closes the paper bag as quickly as possible.

"Kriss?"

The shocking call made Chrysanthemum drop the paper bag, and the items inside were thrown out. It was as if the paper bag was spewing out all its contents, handcuffs, whips, black stockings, knives and wooden puppets, scattered.

Chrysanthemum picked it up and put it in the paper bag again, he should have listened to Alfred's advice to throw it away without seeing the contents, now he was hit by an accident.

"This is the last," muttered Chrysanthemum picking up the wooden doll, the wooden doll's head suddenly breaking from its restraining rope.

The head rolled away, stopping in front of the cream shoes. Chrysanthemum raised its head to see who the owner of the cream shoe was, Chrysanthemum's face turned pale.

"Yes-Yasmin!"

Chrysanthemums stop moving, if Yasmin stands in front of him then automatically Yasmin has seen everything from the beginning.

"Aah .. I want to just disappear," said the Chrysanthemum in his heart.