Chapter 394

Eleanor slept like a log, and when she woke up, she felt as if she had been run over by a truck, too sore and weak to move

She lay in Bernard’s arms, looking at his robust chest and perfectly sculpted abs, and let out a deep tigh

“Bernard, what are you up to now.

The man paused his movements, seeing that she had weken up, and gently stroked her hair and cheek.

“Are you hungry?”

“Not hungry!”

Eleanor thought he wanted to continue, so she quickly pushed him away and tried to roll out of bed.

But before she could even get to the edge of the bed, he pulled her back

She landed back on the soft mattress, pleading with Bernard

“No more spare me

hint of amusement appeared

you want

that his hungry’ didn’t

act nonchalant and

he whispered in her ear T1 feed you.” After being run

long dining table was filled with all kinds of dishes, with

the main seat, scooped a spoonful of boletus mushroom soup, and

some soup first

glance at the smug-looking

mouth and drank all the soup he

nourishing soup, Bernard picked up the knife and fork, circled Eleanor’s waist,

down and eat by herself, but he held

to sit on Bernard’s lap, waiting

cut the steak with leisurely movements, looking incredibly noble

windows, scattered on him, as if draping him with a

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