??Chapter 760: Chapter 739: Don’t Look at Your Husband as Being So Shaless!
Chapter 760: Chapter 739: Don’t Look at Your Husband as Being So Shaless!
“Honey, don’t think so lowly of your husband!”
Michael Gordon chuckled as he gently pinched the nose of the woman he had just laid on the bed and continued with a playful smile, “Aside from eating at, I’m quite picky! I can’t eat just any at! So vinegar is better left untasted, sweetheart!”
This woman’s face had shown a faint hint of unwarranted jealousy, but she stubbornly refused to admit it.
However, this realization delighted Michael even more than his triumphs in the business world.
“Who’s jealous of you? I’ll have you know, I’m a princess, understand?” Ivy Aretha glanced disdainfully at the man leaning over her as she spoke, “A princess is noble, you know? Marrying
makes you a consort, okay? I’ve given you your worth! Do I need to be jealous?”
Michael Gordon: “…”
What use was her title as a princess of that destitute kingdom, who relied on the belief in hidden treasure, compared to being Michael’s Mrs. Gordon, which was both glamorous and secure?
However, Mr. Gordon dared not utter these thoughts.
Or else, Mrs. Gordon would have skinned him alive.
“Yes, yes, you’re a princess, and I’m your consort who’s basking in your glory!” Michael coaxed her while softly kissing her cheeks and neck, then moving downwards. “But honey, being a consort doesn’t satisfy . For a handso and cool guy like , being a consort is a bit of a sha. I think becoming an Emperor would suit my worth!”
Emperor?
Ivy’s eye twitched at the thought, involuntarily imagining Michael in a yellow dragon robe with a fake beard, pressing on top of her. She was utterly defeated by her own imagination.
“Ahem, honey, you need to marry a princess to be a consort. But to be an emperor, you have to marry a queen, and there are no won born as queens waiting for you to marry!”
Michael’s head was still buried in her chest. Ivy gently tapped his forehead and reminded him with a soft laugh, “You want to marry soone else’s empress?”
Soone else’s empress?
It took a while for Michael to understand what his wife ant. He was shocked by the unique logic and boldness of her thinking.
That’s right, his little girl had always been astonishing with her words. Wasn’t that the case when they first t?
But who could help it when he loved such a woman!
It wasn’t that he loved such arrogant won – he only loved her.
“Honey, don’t you know I have a cleanliness obsession? How could I sleep with soone else’s empress?”
Michael raised his head from her chest and gently landed his lips on hers. Behind his wicked smile was an indescribable purity. “Honey, you’re really silly. Becoming an emperor is so easy! Just nurture my princess-wife into a queen, and I’ll be the emperor, right? An emperor’s wife is a queen, after all!”
Ivy Aretha: “…”
Alright, she’s dumb!
But she really likes this kind of stupidity!
As she pondered this, the man’s husky voice spread by her ear, accompanied by a hint of seductive laughter. The tingling sensation caused her body’s temperature to gradually rise, yet the man seed dissatisfied and continued to speak.
“A capable man who wants to be an emperor nurtures his wife into a queen, whereas an incapable one wants to snatch soone else’s slept-with empress as a wife!”
If Michael wanted to be an emperor, of course he would transform his wife into a queen!
Snatching soone else’s wife was out of the question for him!
Ivy didn’t know what she should say anymore!
This man had a real talent for appeasing her.
The man’s kisses deepened, leaving faint marks on her collarbone. Ivy felt her body gradually soften as the heat within her rose.
It seed the man had no intention of stopping, and Ivy thought that if he continued like this, it wouldn’t be him being punished, but her.
“Michael Gordon, just you try kissing
again!”
As expected, the man stopped imdiately upon hearing her voice.
“Honey, what’s wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?” Ivy’s anxious tone had frightened away all of Michael’s primal desires, leaving only intense worry that even made breathing difficult.
Seeing the tense sweat on the man’s forehead, Ivy’s heart softened, and she couldn’t help but feel that her own lewd thoughts were sowhat excessive.
“I’m fine…”
She didn’t know what to say next. They say that a man’s lower part rules his thoughts. Yet her man’s mind was already filled with thoughts of her. In just over a year, how could his feelings for her defy his primal instincts?
Just how deep was his love?
“Are you really okay?” Michael couldn’t believe she was alright after her urgent cry just monts ago. “Did I accidentally hurt you while pressing on you?”
Although he had propped himself up with his hand and not pressed on her while kissing, a pregnant woman’s body was fragile, and he had been so absorbed in kissing her that it would have been normal for him to accidentally hurt her in the process.
“Mmm!”
Ivy was uncertain how to respond and rely humd before asking, “Do you still want
to serve you now?”
Uh?
Michael was montarily stunned before realizing what she ant by “service” and couldn’t help but let out a bitter smile.
“I wish you could have served !” After confirming that Ivy was indeed alright, Michael laid down beside her, embracing her tightly, and sighed deeply, “Unfortunately, when you scared
earlier, I went limp. I doubt I can get hard again anyti soon, so… no need for now!”
Ivy Aretha: “…”
Scared into limpness?
Was her husband Mr. Gordon such a coward?
Or was her influence too powerful?
Won usually overestimate their impact when they are moved, and Ivy was no exception. Her mood improved greatly as a result.
Ivy did not continue the conversation on this topic; she rely leaned against him and said sothing completely unrelated, “Michael, I understand now what you said earlier.”
As for the abrupt comnt, Michael was sowhat puzzled.
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