Chapter 1323: Chapter 1322: Loving Her to Death
Turn off the surveillance; in such a confined space, she naturally knew what he wanted to do.
Not to mention, she’s injured now. Even though it’s her hand and wouldn’t affect that kind of thing, it would still be quite inconvenient. She plans to wait until she’s rested, then adjust her mindset for pregnancy!
Who knew he would actually...
"Hmm?" She curled her lips mischievously.
"I’m injured! Can’t do that kind of thing!" She argued forcefully.
"Who wants to do it with your hand?"
Eva Nightingale: "..."
It’s not what you mean, okay?
What she meant to describe was entirely different, but who knew he would actually say something like that.
"I really didn’t mean that... umph." The words were at her lips but left unfinished, as the man forcibly swallowed them. His soft tongue gently explored, grazing her lips, making her whole body tremble, her eyes becoming shimmering and lost.
The lighting in the private room was faintly dim, the surveillance was turned off, the man’s innate desires had long been ignited, and he simply embraced the little woman and entered the main theme, tenderly loving her.
*
No one knew how much time had passed.
When Eva Nightingale woke up, she found herself lying in bed, with traces of their affection seemingly still lingering. The lingering, entwined images forcibly rush into her mind, instantly leaving her dizzy, her face flushed.
Because the last two months were spent carefully preparing for pregnancy, this time, there were no precautions.
She sincerely hoped that she might have something in her belly.
She wants to conceive his child...
Downstairs.
Someone seemed entirely unperturbed, in a seemingly excellent mood, sat casually and lazily, holding a document, glanced at it, then heard a soft, sticky voice drift into his ear:
"Mommy... Little Mommy, Mommy..."
"Love Mommy..."
"Want Mommy..."
Such a tender voice, hearing it was enough to know it was Little Ivy. He put down the document immediately, lifted his gaze to look.
The little bundle, dressed adorably in a sleeping bag, bounced over: "Want Mommy..."
"Ivy, come here." Lucas Knight curled his lips, stretched out his arms, looked at her, "Come for a hug."
"No... want Mommy!!"
For the first time, the little cutie rejected the super handsome dad, saying she wanted to find Mommy.
Rejected for the first time, someone’s face turned as dark as anything.
The taste was really unpleasant!
Thus, he looked at Graham Knight, unusually reached out, saying: "Come for a hug."
He seldom held little Ivy, because he usually didn’t talk much, and very aloof, unlike little Ivy who was clingy.
But Lucas Knight loved them both, not neglecting them. Contrary, his love for Graham Knight was comparably subtle, a bit stern, unlike towards little Ivy.
Lucas Knight stood up, walked over, holding little Ivy with his left hand, then walked a few steps further with his right hand, holding little Ivy, then patiently said: "You can see Mommy, she’s sleeping, don’t disturb her, okay?"
Little bundle: "???"
Sleeping?
It seems like last night they also said Mommy was sleeping.
Every day, Mommy is sleeping!
No, no, no, every day, someone is sleeping with Mommy!!
Lucas Knight: "She didn’t sleep well last night, so she’s still sleeping now. See her for a bit, then come out to play, okay?"
The little bundle seemed only to catch the main point: "Why didn’t she sleep well?"
Lucas Knight: "..."
...
Eva Nightingale truly had her waist and legs turned weak from the indulgence, comfortably sleeping with the blanket covering her.
In her dreams, she seemingly felt a fuzzy, soft thing snuggling into her arms, just like always, hugging her face: "Mwah~ Mommy, mwah~ Muah..."
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