Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 416

Patrick curled his lips. "So, you want to repay her with your body in such a winter night?"

"Patrick, why is it that everything would be twisted when they are spoken by you?"

He sounded as if Amelia was going to repay Grandma's kindness by her body! Sure enough, conversations with a sexually active man would always involve sex!

Patrick took one step forward to get closer to her and said flirtatiously, "But compared with Grandma, I'm the one who needs more comfort from you.

Which side are you going to take?"

Inadvertently, Patrick kept comparing himself with people in Amelia's life and measuring how important he was to her.

As a result, he was going to be disappointed again. Because Amelia did not hesitate to choose the former...

"I'll take Grandma's side. That's it. Good night!" Amelia waved her hand and scampered away like a bunny.

It was such a long night, and Mr. Patrick was rather aggrieved. He could have done something private with his little wife before they fell asleep in each other's arms. But now, it was not like he could take Amelia away from his grandma, was it?

He closed his eyes, ordering himself not to think about Amelia. But his mind went against his wishes. The more he tried not to recall it, the more clearly he remembered the feeling of having Amelia. Finally, Patrick threw back the quilt out of annoyance and went downstairs to get some water.

When he entered the kitchen, Patrick heard some noises coming from not far away. He took a closer look under the weak light from the lamps on the walls on both sides-

Then he found Amelia taking out a glass of milk from the microwave oven. When she turned around and noticed Patrick, her hands trembled and splashed a few drops of milk out. "Patrick?" Patrick raised his eyebrows, seeming to have guessed the reason for her heating milk in the middle of the night. "Can't sleep?"

"Well, a little." Amelia held the milk and took a sip before looking at him with a confused look. "What about you?"

"Me too."

have a

milk, had a domineering, sharp look on his face when he saw the milk stains on her lips. "Well, you offered

Patrick approaching her step by step, Amelia said, off guard, "Wait a moment then. I'm giving you another glass...

her grip on the glass and looked at Patrick, who had licked her lips. Perplexed, she asked,

fridge," Amelia

chuckled at that. His wife was sometimes even

Amelia asked, puzzled, "Are you going to

the milk you left,"

she could take a few

on the chair with Amelia landing

spraying!" Amelia turned around and poked Patrick's

gratification, "Stop

his wood was right behind her ass. Her face was red. "You can't

had been able to hold on until they had reached the hotel. Why couldn't he take it anymore after just "drinking a little

asked, "Why did you lose

Amelia blurted out,

deepened immediately. "So you

Boom...

fry an egg. She looked around as if she was looking

Just as

next day. Early in

walked out of the bathroom, looked at Amelia with a radiant look,

herself to cheer up and said,

the kitchen last night, she had fully learned that a man could