Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering-Chapter 616 - 614: Crown Prince Spends 2 Million: Whether You Want It or Not, You’re Eating This Dog Food (5)
"Let’s do something adults do..." Didn’t the little rascal question his prowess? And even suggested he eat more kidney-boosting foods.
If he doesn’t make her walk holding onto the wall tomorrow, he’s not a man!
"No, I... I’m not full yet." It’s her first time wanting to eat more, eat more...
Saying that, she added, "I want another bowl of rice! I’m really not full!"
"Okay." He added more rice for her, letting her eat until she’s satisfied.
...
After finishing a bowl of rice, she’s full!
Seeing the man eyeing her like a tiger eyeing its prey, she suddenly regretted it: "Honey, please let me go..." A good woman knows when to quit; she begged for mercy.
"Too late, baby." As he spoke, he pressed down on her and bit into her tender lips, kissing her softly or intensely, as if he wanted to devour her whole.
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Outside the door.
The waitstaff only heard a commotion from the restaurant.
Since this was a VIP room, it was separated by a door and was a private space. At this moment, the waitstaff’s eyes widened... their faces reddened in disbelief.
Wasn’t the President supposed to be incapable in that area?
The sounds coming from inside didn’t seem like incapability!
It was clearly...
Clearly... that thing...
Who knows how long it was until the door opened, a tall figure entered first, the man still holding Eva Nightingale, who appeared to have fainted asleep!
The waitstaff: Supposedly, the President wasn’t capable? How did he manage to make someone faint from sleep! So impressive! The President is mighty and domineering!
Lucas Knight was holding Eva, walking into the elevator.
She was indeed asleep...
Promise not to sleep so early, huh!
Looks like tonight he would be uncomfortable, should have known not to eat so many okra, really had an immediate reaction, damn okra, so annoying.
Without it, he was already quite excited, and then he ate too much, now it’s simply unbearable.
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Back at the presidential suite.
Lucas Knight placed her on the large bed, then headed to the bathroom, where cold water poured over him, but the heat seemed unwilling to dissipate, instead intensifying.
Hmm.
He showered for a long time...
Finally, after half an hour, he turned off the tap, still feeling hot as he walked out.
Grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his waist.
Little rascal! If it weren’t for you being pregnant, I wouldn’t let you off tonight.
He only kissed her, didn’t do anything more, and she fell asleep on his shoulder.
What could he do?
Are pregnant women all this sleepy?
Lucas dried himself off, opened the blanket to get into bed, feeling her warm skin, he began to heat up again!
Damn, it’s hot.
Got up, off the bed, took off his robe, and went back into the bathroom, the sound of water echoing again, hmm, really uncomfortable, dear, should I punish you properly?
Making him sleepless in the middle of the night, while she sleeps so comfortably.
...
Who knows how long it passed.
The sound of the shower stopped.
The man’s tall figure emerged once again, seemingly taking cold showers didn’t help, and the more he restrained, the worse it got.
The more you restrain, the more it hits you hard.
With a cold face, he lingered beside, he couldn’t sleep with her tonight, touching her made him unbearable...
Resolutely, he took a blanket and went to the living room...
Little rascal, you might escape the first time but not the fifteenth...
