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After divorce I am a billionaire
Chapter 316 Even though she favors, it doesn't stop her from going over old scoresAll sorts of emotions of guilt, remorse, and heartache flooded her mind.
She just let him be.
She let out a long sigh and gently patted his arms that were wrapped around her waist to soothe carefully.
"I'm not going anywhere. I'm not leaving you, ever." She turned around and Malcolm burrowed into her arms. Burying his face in her waist, his voice was extremely soft, "So...can you sleep withtonight? Don't separate ..." "Okay, no separation. Starting tonight, I'll sleep with you and lull you to sleep, okay?" She rubbed his good touching short hair.
Malcolm nodded gently.
Lyra took out the robe he had hidden under the pillow and helped him put it on, "It's winter. You're just recovered. Don't sleep naked. Be careful not to catch a cold." Malcolm was content to burrow into her arms, smelling the nice scent of her neck. The restlessness and uneasiness inside his heart gradually dispersed a lot.
Lyra turned off the lamp and fell asleep with him for the first tin a long time.
Not long after she fell asleep.
While drifting off to sleep, she was awakened by the sound of very soft and shallow sobbing next to her.
By now, her sleepy eyes had adjusted to the dim light, and she could vaguely see Malcolm's head bowing low and sleeping on her arm.
Feeling a little strange, she touched Malcolm's face, and her fingertips unexpectedly touched the droplets of water on his long, curly lashes.
"Mel? Why are you sad again?" Malcolm held her tighter. With a nasal voice, he whispered, "Rara, those lip marks on my body. | don't know what's going on, and | feel damned, but don't you wantto ..." So that was what was on his mind.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDiscovering his little vulnerability, Lyra felt a little guilty.
She wanted to tell him the truth, but she didn't know how to say it.
If he knew he was being screwed, he would have been furious, right? After thinking, she patted his back with her palm to soothe his low mood.
"How come? Of course | want you, and I, Lyra Lloyd, will never want another man in my life, except you." "You, will be my only preference." Lyra kissed him gently on the eyes.
She imitated him to patiently kiss away the tears stained on his eyelashes.
Malcolm quietly felt her affection, still being a little apprehensive.
"If you care tonight's incident, you can beator scold me. | receive the punishment, but you can no longer be cold with me.
Cold violence is really hard to bear." Lyra instantly stopped moving and her tone was gradually lower, "How dare you say that? Who was the one who made a fuss about withdrawing fromlast time, saying that you were tired ofand engaging in cold violence withfirst? Who was it this time, who immediately went cold withfor two days after injecting the blue potion?" He was unjustified.
He whispered in grievance, "Didn't we agree before that we wouldn't mention it?" Lyra chuckled. The softness inside her heart quickly replaced the depression of the past few days.
Even with preferences, it didn't stop her from raking up the past.
"You're allowed to mention it withand get emotional, but I'm not allowed? It's OK if you don't want to mention the withdrawing from the marriage thing. What about the cold war two days ago? It's new!" He buried his head under the quilt and was unable to argue.
The more Lyra thought about it, the more angry she was. He was sick stago. For those things that made her very stifled, she had not dared to think about it. Now that he was better. Was it tto talk about it? She was afraid they won't be able to get through tonight without fixing him up a bit.
She sat up, turned on the desk lamp and looked at him askance, "Did you just say you receive the punishment?" Five minutes later.
The bedroom regained harmony and quiet.
He wore a plush, gray and thick pajamas and sat by Lyra's makeup table.
Atable lamp was lit on the table, and Lyra's phone was still on it, with her What'sQR code on the screen, and Malcolm had a ballpoint pen and was copying it onto paper at twice the size of the magnification.
On his head topped with the limited-edition tonic water he had given Lyra earlier, and the cap was unscrewed.
The water inside, which was so full that it was almost close to the mouth of the bottle, did not leak a drop under his excellent fixation.
Lyra leaned against the bed and watched quietly for a while.
She was with a guilty conscience if she really hit him.
If she let him kneel on the wash board, she would be heart-ached and she could not bear it.
So she simply found a way to torture him and conshis exuberant energy.
"Draw it until the phone can scan it. Don't spill my water. | have not used it yet. It's precious. If you spill a drop, you will need to draw more." She gave a graceful yawn.
He was drawing the QR code. He had the perfect jaw line, straight back. When he was serious, the aura of his body becvery cold.
She admired it for a while, looked at him slightly for a few minutes, quickly cto doze off, shrunk into the warm blanket and went back to sleep.
Malcolm glanced at her. Seeing that she was asleep, he sighed silently.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe didn't know how long it took, but Lyra was just falling asleep.
She shivered gently as the cold air suddenly entered her nest, and her waist was hugged from behind by him.
He was punished while she was sleeping comfortably here.
Malcolm was depressed and indulgently rubbed his cold face against her warm little face.
Lyra felt frozen, gritted her teeth, and asked while feeling sleepy, "What for? Finished?" Malcolm continued to rub against her, recklessly claiming the warmth of her body.
"Well, it was done in half an hour." He was in the army before, and had learned drawing. His skills were very good. He was smart and soon found an easy and fast way to draw the code. It was not difficult for him.
Lyra was already getting sleepy and gently responded, "Okay, then go to sleep.” She habitually took his big cold hands and moved herself into his arms to help him get warm quickly.
Malcolm hugged her in his arms, seemingly unsatisfied. His cold thin lips kissed her earlobe restlessly, with his breathing gently spraying her ear.
Lyra was a little itchy and rubbed her ears with her hands when she heard his magnetic voice behind her, "Rara, | can't sleep.” "Keep drawing if you can't sleep, and draw until you're sleepy." Malcolm was not happy, "But, I'm hungry." "There's food downstairs. Go down and get it yourself." She said in a daze.
"But..." The aura of danger gradually approached.
Lyra was still waiting for him to say something when she was suddenly forced over by a strong force.
He lightly rubbed the tip of her nose.
"But | want to eat you!" She woke up instantly, "Wait a minute! You can't!" By the tshe reacted, it was too late! This was called sleeping with him? This was clearly to send a sheep into the wolf's mouth! He was a son of a bitch! Malcolm had regained his former strength, and her resistance was worthless in front of him.
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