Reborn Hot Wife

She took a deep breath and her heart beat faster, but she could not help but sneak a glance at him.

William Black glanced back and chuckled, “The bed is good.”

Mary Kinson touched the hot earlobe and ran into the room as if fleeing.

William Black followed her and lifted his lips, “Sofa, redundant.”

Mary Kinson’s eyes quivered.

They had just been married. How could he be so eager?

She wants to think so, but she can not help gazing silently into his handsome face and secretly swallowing the saliva.

William Black is very close to her, as long as he leans over he can hold her.

His eyes stared at her deep red beautiful lips, and his pointed eyebrows raised slightly, “I guess Mrs. Black thought I was sleeping separately from you, huh?”

Mary Kinson woke up and took a step back. The distance from him was not so dangerous. Only then did she say, “It’s better to keep a little distance during the trial marriage.”

William Black stepped forward, and the long arm went right through her waist, pulling her hard against him, gluing her abdomen together and reaching zero distance directly.

Through his clothes, Mary Kinson could almost feel his body boiling hot and his muscles strong.

He leaned forward, his lips pressed to her ears, and his voice was sexy and insistent, “With me, there’s only marriage, not trial marriage.”

Mary Kinson breathed heavily, and a man’s tobacco-mixed breath traced the tip of her nose, and her cheeks instantly turned red and translucent.

“Mr. Black, if we can have a good talk, do not you, OK?”

He looked at her lovely red face, the corners of her mouth imperceptibly rising slightly, but still let her go and called out with a tilt of his head, “Earel.”

Earel heard the noise and said, “Uncle, all your things are in a separate study.”

“Push the sofa out.”

Earel nodded, “Yes.”

Mary Kinson only felt that this man ruled her family better than she did, and did not feel that he was just an outsider.

Soon after, the sofa was carried away.

After William Black sending Earel away, he closed the door of the room and looked at her with downcast eyes, “Now it’s time to talk about us.”

Mary Kinson looked out of the window. It was already dark, and the little lights in the garden were shining. The dim light inexplicably imparted a feeling of drunkenness.

She swallowed her saliva, looked around, looked up and down once more, and said tensely, “But … Did not you say that before?”

William Black stared at her.

After a long while he opened the briefcase Earel had sent him, took out a dainty little box and handed it to her, “Open it.”

A token of love?

Mary Kinson took it.

But it was a red marriage certificate, and she said in an incredulous way, “This is?”

William Black pursed his lips, “Open them.”

Mary Kinson took out two marriage certificates, and when she opened them, the names of her and William Black were inside.

Don’t you need to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau when you get married now?

She was so shocked that she couldn’t recover for a long time.

After a long time, Mary Kinson asked aloud: “Don’t you need my consent to get married?”

William Black took the marriage certificate back, lowered his eyes, cherished the name above, and his eyes were so hot that his heart trembled. “I don’t think you will refuse to be Mrs. William.”

He is talking about Mrs. Black, his wife.

Mary Kinson felt that this man’s eyes seemed to see through everything. He knew that all she wanted at present was the identity of Mrs. Black.

He’s right, she won’t refuse.

Looking at the marriage certificate, her erratic heart has finally settled down at this moment.

William Black put the marriage certificate back in the box and asked, “When will you see my grandfather with me?”

Back home?

It means that Richard, who ended her in a past life and pushed her into the abyss.

Mary Kinson looked cold a few minutes, the experience of past lives, appeared in her mind, her heart followed with a hard pain.

Calculate the time, Richard Black should return home soon.

He doesn’t know yet that she has become the wife of his seventh uncle.

Does this count as her first present for him after rebirth?

Mary Kinson looked the deep and cold in her eyes. After her mood eased for a while, she looked up at him and replied, “When Mr. Sam’s banquet is over, I will accompany you back at home.”

“Good.”

At night.

Mary Kinson was ready, but when Richard Black lay down, the bed was deeply sunk at this moment, and suddenly he was nervous.

She moved aside subconsciously, pulling away some distance.

William Black was used to using the shower gel, which has two different tastes, faint fragrance, but without losing the taste of men.

Mary Kinson took a deep breath and only felt very deadly.

Normal men and women, if sleep in the same bed, would be easy to ignite fires.

“Mary Kinson.”

“Huh?”

William Black’s low voice rang out with a commending tone: “Come closer.”

Mary Kinson politely refused: “I don’t think this distance will affect you.”

William Black turned his head and saw her curled up in a ball, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was very dangerous: “If you give me a chance to approach you, there is only a negative distance.”

Mary Kinson: “!!!”

As a last resort, she can only get closer to him.

When she stopped, she felt her heart beating faster. She didn’t dare to speak. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Richard Black , Marry’s husband of last life , stretched out his arms, and took her petite face into his arms.

Mary Kinson thought of the negative distance he just said, she was so scared that she wanted to escape, but he was so overbearing that she grabbed her hands, not giving her room for resistance.

Then he said, “I’ll give you time to really accept me. I won’t touch you until then, but Mary Kinson, don’t try to distance yourself from me. We are husband and wife.”

His deep, sake-like voice, with some seriousness, also gave her equality and freedom.

Slowly, her body relaxed and stopped resisting. She said, “OK, thank you.”

Richard Black can get anywoman he want, and women flattered him to climb on his bed, but he has made a big concession in her here, he would like to give her time.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Therefore, she sincerely thanked him.

“Don’t say these three words to me in the future.”

Mary Kinson wondered and asked in a low voice: “Why?”

He didn’t answer, but hugged her tightly and whispered, “Sleep.”

“Oh.”

Mary Kinson closed her eyes and felt his body temperature. Slowly, a sense of familiarity revealed from her bones and hit her heart again.

She couldn’t help thinking of the dream when she was dying in previous life.

A man holds her in his arms like this…

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