After freshening up, Sylvia checked the time and found that it was already 11 o'clock at noon.
There was a bunch of food freshly added to the fridge.
"l want Tournedos Rossini, Cold Grilled Chicken..." Franklin walked over in a robe, with the collar wide open, and with a looming sight of his pectoral muscles which captured the imagination.
"What? This is a restaurant or something?" Her hands that were getting the apron done paused and felt that she was like his maid.
"I need to keep up the strength of my body, you know, from last night. And also I have a flight at four this afternoon.” Franklin looked down at her with his eyebrows relaxing and said earnestly.
Her face was burning. After all, she was just a 22-year-old girl. It seemed like those in the fridge were all prepared as Franklin asked. She required without a nice attitude, "You, take care of the main dish." It was not new for Franklin because he used to help her in the kitchen when he had time back at home when they were still married.
Sylvia took a look at him and shoved the potatoes in his hand, "Here." The side of his face was still gorgeous when he was peeling the potato. A few glances at him would make one fascinated.
Even his peeling a potato was like making a sculpture.
God really loved him.
Sylvia glanced at him and then moved on to other ingredients.
One hour later.
The dishes Franklin ordered before were all on the dining table. He took the liberty to bring out the main dish, knives, and forks before Sylvia asked.
They then sat down.
Franklin smiled as he really enjoyed such a moment of peace.
But he could only get this feeling when he was with her, and not anyone else.
He decently put a slice of mutton into his mouth and chewed contentedly, "Yum!"
Sylvia stopped him when he was about to eat a third plate of mutton. "As a doctor, I should warn you that binge eating would hurt your stomach.”
"Are you worried about me?" Franklin stared at her and his gaze fell on somewhere else of her body.
He was full obviously but he couldn't stop eating.
Weren't bosses all strict about how much they ate? Like a small plate of steak?
Why couldn't this boss in front of her stop eating? He almost ate them all on the table.
He deserved that stomach ache!
Sylvia never saw him like this when they were still married.
“I'm a doctor. It's my job." Sylvia looked down and moved on to her dish.
the divorce, so no matter how
got much better at this
lovemaking scenes rose before his
fed and warmed, one's sexual desires will come up. Franklin stared at her tender skin in a black nightdress, which popped up her smooth skin. And every man would kill to have sex with her. His mouth would dry
Just like right now
and he just wanted
his staring and looked up right at his
four-year marring with him, so she frowned. "Franklin, what
he threw down the knife and
the couch and pressed
What happened last night was an accident and she couldn't let it happen
clean break with him. How could she have sex
It got sexier.
face got
virus was activated
realized that she couldn't resist it
were someone else, she would
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the virus inside her even if she
held her waist tightly and kissed her right on her
left for a couple of sex rounds before
intense lovemaking was back again on
clean up, and
of Sylvia who was lying on his chest, he held her closer to him with his hand around
too intense
her who had just
middle part of her eyebrows and then brushed the hair away from her dainty face, staring at her lovingly with one hand holding up his
from heaven. His habitually knitted eyebrows started to spread somehow. Everything around them was
forth with his finger, and once again he felt her
pulled his hand back. Then he lay down
was two hours later when
a loss for words as it was the second embarrassing moment
tenderness in them as he sensed
short eye contact between them was extremely embarrassing.
kissed her again
with his breaths
was a short kiss. But Sylvia looked like she just had had sex with him
her body wanted
resist but she would respond with obedience when Franklin approached
rogue she would even ask him
Damn it!
raining
frowned a little, “Would the
cold hands, trying to warm them up, "I'll find out later
"Okay." Sylvia nodded.
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