Reagents

The Reagan 43

Bianca stared at Reagan's closed restaurant, Bianca trying to dial Reagan's number. This time Bianca heard a tremor from inside the parked car right next to Bianca's body. Bianca peeked through the window, she saw Reagan's flaming cell phone lying on the footrest. Being engrossed peeked Bianca was shocked as her hair was pulled from behind by someone.

“Aaaaaw is sick,” complained Bianca with her tight voice.

Bianca looked to the side and was surprised to see Reagan pulling her hair.

Reagan immediately took his hand off Bianca's hair, thinking there was a stalker who deliberately wanted to peek at her car.

“Reagan hurts!” bianca said with her pouting face, while her hand rubbed her hair that felt sore because it was pulled by Reagan without mercy.

“What are you doing here?”

Bianca took one step closer to Reagan. His gaze stared intently at Reagan. “Reagan anywhere, why not go to school? Didn't pick up Bianca's phone?”

“Not your business,” Ketus Reagan.

“What did Reagan say? Not Bianca's business?”

Reagan was a little distracted by Bianca's slightly firmer voice than usual. Reagan pushed the contact button and opened the door.

Not wanting to lose track of Reagan Bianca immediately hugging Reagan's body from behind. “Reagan to anywhere? Don't make Bianca worry like this,” said Bianca with a sad tone even she wanted to cry because she had managed to meet Reagan.

Reagan's heart was beating so fast, the embrace of Bianca made his heart unable to lie. If he is very happy to meet Bianca, however hard he tries to convince himself that he should stay away from Bianca. Trying to eliminate his mind filled by Bianca, but it can not be denied he needs time with Bianca. His nephew had managed to make Reagan fall in love in an instant and did not want to let go.

“Release!”

Bianca shook her head without letting go of her embrace. “Reagan had no idea that Bianca was struggling to escape from home to meet Reagan. Even Bianca's legs still hurt from jumping the house's walls,” complained Bianca with her slow tone.

Bianca felt touched by Reagan's attention, she moved her right foot closer to Reagan. “This one,” replied Bianca.

Reagan's hands carried Bianca's feet, and watched her carefully. “No swelling, your legs are fine,” Reagan said. He stood up and looked at Bianca with his cold gaze in annoyance at being lied to.

“Reagan don't believe?” ask Bianca.

“Having gone home,” kicked Reagan out he pushed Bianca's body in her way.

Bianca's slightly acrimonious legs were unable to balance her body, her buttocks ended up landing on the rigors of the street concrete. “Aaaaa Evil Reagan,” cried Bianca with a pretty loud cry.

The panicked Reagan finally helped Bianca to get back on her feet. “Sorry I did not accidentally,” Reagan said. He felt guilty and sorry to see Bianca shed her tears.

“Huhuhu Mommy, sick,” said Bianca in the middle of her tears.

Jemari Reagan wiped Bianca's tears, “Have not cried again, sorry I accidentally pushed you.”

Reagan's soft voice made Bianca stop her crying, she looked seriously at Reagan. “Bianca likes to be her boyfriend Reagan, but Bianca doesn't like Reagan being rude like just now,” Bianca said seriously.

“We'd better end this relationship, you can find another man.” To be honest Reagan did not want to say this, but he also did not want to hurt Bianca any deeper. Clearly this relationship was about by his parents, and in the end would only leave a deeper wound if Reagan tried to keep it.

Bianca's face was shocked not playing, she didn't expect Reagan to say that. There was a pain Bianca felt. “I mean Reagan we broke up?”

“Iya,” replied Reagan concisely solid and clear.