Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 72

Amelia came to the table with a glass of water and drank it off. She deliberately did not answer him to piss him off.

Seeing that she did not deny, he said coldly, "Am I right?"

Putting down the glass, Amelia smiled with tenderness and charm, and said, "Mr. Hopper, remember what you said to me before we got married? We don't interfere with each other. Since you have gone too far, why can't I go further?"

After saying that, regardless of how angry he was, she yawned and said, "It's late. Good night. By the way, I'll sleep in the secondary bedroom from now on."

Staring Amelia leaving, Patrick knew that she was obviously deliberately making him angry, but why would he fall into her trap? Damn it!

The next morning.

In a daze, Amelia felt that her body was particularly heavy. She struggled to open her eyes and found her chest and legs were entangled by Patrick with his long arms and long legs. His breathing was so close, and his "little brother" was pressing against her back hip through her silky pajamas.

She was so shocked that almost woke up. She glanced at his face, only to find that Patrick was sleeping soundly. She had no idea what he was dreaming of and his "little brother" could even stand up. How shameless!

Amelia wanted to push him away to brush her teeth and wash her face, but on second thought, an idea stroke her.

She raised her hand and pinched his handsome face hard. When he was about to wake up, she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

When Patrick opened his eyes, only to find that the sexy woman in his arms was fluttering her eyelashes, as if she wanted him to know that she played a trick on him.

He laughed in a low voice and blew on her sensitive earlobe. She burst into laughter.

Staring at her smiling face, Patrick felt that his throat was dry and wanted to find something to quench his thirst.

Amelia stopped laughing as she felt the erected "little brother" might trap her. Then she spoke, "You have your own bedroom, but why did you come to mine?"

a hoarse voice, "The whole house is under my name. Is

was speechless. After a while, she squeezed out a

usually mended soon? Last night, I was

Patrick kissed her forehead and

as a gentleman as his "little brother" was so

are you staring at me like this? You want me to feed you?" Patrick spoke in a low- pitched voice, which was

sat up, but in the

feel

"little Patrick", Patrick said, "Mrs. Hopper, I've always had a habit of sleeping naked before I

her beautiful eyes and said, "Don't do that anymore! It's so unapproachable. Keep

said, "It has to work with your

"If you want to save

said seriously, "My body is for Mrs.

heart beat faster and she secretly cursed herself for being "unconfident". This was just Patrick's sugar-coated cannonball and she

Downstairs.

warming up the soybean milk, asking "Mrs. Hopper,

"There are

looking back, "Oh, the longer

two of them

milk into the cup and said

indifference. Then he drank the soybean milk off

so angry that she picked up a black one without edge, stand on her tiptoes and circled

"I'll be interviewed in the office today,

into a perfect curve, she couldn't help praising him, "Actually