Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband

Chapter 522

Chapter 522 Little Temptress

Even though the blow dryer’s noise was rather loud, Veronica’s mood was utterly unaffected. If anything, she thought the current situation was delightful.

In comparison to 30 minutes ago, when she felt a gut-wrenching heartache, this moment was so sweet that she thought that she might be dreaming.

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Every stroke he made through her hair was filled with tenderness as he gently held her hair with one hand and gripped the blow dryer with the other. Only then did Matthew realize that her hair was black, straight, and there was so much of it.

After he was finally done with her hair, he started on her bangs. When he was finished, he combed her hair gently after switching off the blow dryer and setting it aside.

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He placed one

she said, “I would turn conceited if you keep praising me like this.” “You

kiss was rather

gradually immersed herself under his tender and affectionate kiss

turned her around. Then, he swiftly

undone, which showed her slender figure. “Are you that impatient?” Matthew teased as he slightly raised his brow and flicked

haven’t done this before. Why are you still so shy?” Her adorable expression tickled his heart. “I’m not

shameless to

those words fell from his lips. This particular night, the two spent a wholly passionate yet wild night together. Nevertheless,

opportunity to strike, allowing him to witness the other side of her. “I didn’t know you are such a tormenting little tempter.” “Do

for some time, collapsed and said, “I’m so tired… I don’t want it anymore.” “You just played with fire, and now

you,” Matthew teased

…

to call it a night.

out after opening her eyes, only to discover that Matthew was lying beside her. But, he wasn’t asleep as he

looked at

she could respond, “The

don’t want

out with her arms to hug his waist and rubbed her cheek against her waist like

have someone bring

want to cause a fuss. I’ll get

get up, he remained unmoving, so she couldn’t

seen it all. There’s no need

used to

cheeks were visible, and they were as fair as a porcelain doll. Coupled with her pouty

of hers tugged at Matthew’s

he thought she was hungry since she was in

for

man proceeded to lift the quilt as he wore his flip-flops and

thought

Grumble–

sounds of protests yet

on the

walking down, a

ran to the dining room. “What delectable meal did they

“It’s all your favorites.”

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