My Wife is a Herbalist Practitioner

Chapter 9 Sleep Together

Kieran’s pupils shrink. He quickly took out the medicine kit and treated her wound with an alcohol-

soaked swab. "This is consequence when I say the words for the third time."

Sylvie looked at his hard jaw, "The consequence is domestic violence?"

Kieran helped her with adhesive bandage, and said with a smile, "You know there will be domestic

violence, and you still dare to come in?"

Sylvie looked at him, "Mr. Kieran, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you."

Kieran's slender fingers paused. He looked at her pity face with adhesive bandage on it, "Go out, let

me alone."

With that, Kieran helped Sylvie up.

Sylvie stretched out her hands and directly embraced his fine and strong waist.

Kieran’s tall body stiffened at the moment he was carried by the girl. Her body was soft and boneless,

and her little face was pressed against his strong chest, like a soft and docile cat clinging to him.

Kieran smelt the pleasant fragrance on her body, which slowly lured his nerves.

At this time, Sylvie whispered in his arms, "Mr. Kieran, don't be alone, let me accompany you."

Kieran’s ferocious blue veins slowly disappeared. He raised his hand and hugged her.

He rubbed his handsome face against her soft hair, and the fragrance on her body made him feel

familiar.

Perhaps she had just had strawberry jam, she still smelled a bit of the creamy fruit.

Sylvie quietly held him for a moment, and then her hands move up along his fine and strong waist,

stroking on his straight back, "If you still feel uncomfortable, you can bite."

Proper emotional outpouring was essential.

"Bite you? You're not afraid of pain?"

"You wish, I mean..."

Sylvie stood on tiptoe and hit his shoulder.

She bit him so fast and so hard that it was so unsuspecting that blood quickly oozed from his white

shirt.

She bit him bloody.

The sudden pain made the muscles of Kieran taut. He took back a few steps. Sylvie’s leg bumped into

the edge of the sofa, the next second two people fell into the soft sofa.

"Mrs. Lowe, is this revenge?" Kieran pressed her. The pain let him narrow eyes became clear.

Sylvie raised her eyebrows, "Just now you pushed me, so I bit you."

Sylvie wanted to get up, but Kieran pressed her shoulders.

The posture was ambiguous.

Sylvie looked into his eyes. He stared at her, like staring at a delicious prey.

"Mr. Kieran, what are you doing?"

"You smell good. You didn't tell me what brand of perfume you wear?"

Sylvie smiled and joked, "Mr. Kieran, I said I don't use perfume. You keep pestering this question and I

have to suspect that you are trying to hit on me. Do you want to hit on me?"

Kieran had always known that her eyes were beautiful, especially when she was confronting with him.

He put his lips on bandage on her forehead, "Is it hurt? I'm sorry..."

A strong and domineering man said sorry to her, Sylvie was surprised.

"It is ok. Mr. Kieran, let me go." Sylvie wanted to push him away.

But Kieran didn't move. He held her face in his hand.

Long fingers ran down her cheeks into her dark hair, and his thin lips slid down her forehead...

Sylvie completely dare not move, what did he want?

As he approached, their breaths became entwined.

As he got closer and closer, Sylvie pierced a slender silver needle into his acupoint.

Kieran closed his eyes and fell to her side.

Sylvie looked at the crystal chandelier with bright head, forced to close her eyes. She knew he wanted

to kiss her.

She asked him if he wanted to hit on her. He didn't answer, but he seemed to prove it with his actions.

Sylvie quickly opened her eyes, no!

Whatever he wanted, her relationship with him was nothing more than a peace agreement, and now

she had too much work to do, she could not be captivated by him.

Sylvie wanted to get up, but a powerful arm put around her shoulder.

Sylvie looked up, Kieran did not wake up.

He was sleeping, but in his sleep he did not allow her to leave.

Sylvie wanted to break free, but there was more force on his hand. She was afraid of waking him up, so

she could only lie back.

The sofa was not big, so it was crowded for two people to sleep together.

After a while, mobile phone rang.

Sylvie quickly touched the mobile phone and found it was Martin calling.

It was her dad.

Sylvie put through the phone and answered in a low voice, "Hello, dad."

Martin scolded, "Sylvie, what is going on today? Mr. Morris has promised to invest the Shaw's Medical,

but I heard that you offended him. He said he can invest unless you apologize to him."

"Dad, didn't Josie tell you? If I sleep with him, he will invest. Do you will want the investment?" Sylvie

asked rhetorically.

Josie heard that and said, "Yes, today I wanted to put Sylvie to Mr. Morris’s bed, because the Shaw's

Medical now had a short chain of funds. And we need investment. Sylvie is the daughter of the Shaw

family, she should make contribution.”

Sylvie sneered, "Joise, you have two daughters, why don’t you ask them to make contribution?" Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Mentioning Yanis, Josie was proud.

Shaw family was a scholar family and medical family. Yanis had medical talent since childhood, so

Martin loved her the most.

Yanis inherited her beauty, known as the first beauty in H City.

This was the reason Josie had a status in the Shaw family.

Sylvie and Yanis were best friends when they were young. At that time, Sylvie was intelligent and better

than Yanis in any aspects. However, Sylvie was thrown in the countryside for nearly ten years, so she

was not a match to her daughter.

"Martin, how can Sylvie humiliate Yanis?"

Martin was displeased. He said, "Sylvie, 1949 Bar, come and see Mr. Morris in tomorrow night!"