Chapter 1480

"Hahahaha, stop it...stop tickling me..."

Amelia tried to pull her foot back, but Patrick was already on guard. He locked one of his hands firmly around her ankle, and made her unable to move.

"Don't you like to laugh? I'll let you laugh enough at once!"

Patrick watched the beauty lying on the sofa laughing happily. After a while, her hair was messed, her clothes were in a mess too, and her cheeks were blushed. This made her look sexy.

Noticing the tightness in his abdomen, he could not help but let out a bitter laugh. Was he punishing her or torturing himself?

A moment later, Amelia felt stomach- ache from laughing too much. She quickly begged, "Let me go... Mr. Hopper..."

Her soft voice like a cat's paw scratching on Patrick's heart, which caused a stir in a sudden.

F*ck!

He could not help curse with hoarse, "If you want me to let you go, say something nice."

"What...do you want me to say?" Amelia asked, gasping.

"Well... Say to me, hubby, I know I'm wrong. Please, don't torture me anymore." Patrick enjoyed being a bad boy.

Amelia, who had no strength to bargain at this moment, quickly repeated, "Dear hubby... I know I'm wrong...please...don't torture me anymore!"

Sh*t!

Patrick found that his physiological reaction was getting stronger. However, Amelia knew nothing about it. She continued show him her lovely and sultry appearance, and this made him feel that his abdomen was going to explode.

He quickly let go of her feet, turned his handsome face to one side, and took a deep breath.

"Ha..." On the other side, Amelia was limply lying on the sofa.

At this moment, she actually thought of nothing.

Patrick patted her on the hip and said, "Go

having the same idea. After playing with him

with me tonight," Patrick

teased him. "Aren't you afraid that

don't think

"Oh?"

you don't want to

All right.

Amelia was defeated again.

Amelia walked out of the

came in with a

Drink it,"

head and took a sip, and found that the temperature

Patrick's eyes by stared at her moist lips, "Is it

her head and took

forcefully held her small face, lowered his head and

After a while...

stared at her blurred eyes. He mumbled ambiguously,

look at the man anymore, so she chose

persuade her in an encouraging

his eyebrows and said, "If you really want it, I can give you." Amelia cried. "What do you mean by I want it? You are the one who want it!" Amelia still

resisted was not milk, but it

it and pour it." Patrick snatched the cup from her hand. The he turned around and sighed lightly, "When I took it out of the microwave

cup, shielding it in her arms like a baby. "You misunderstood me. I like drinking milk! And, are your

who was standing opposite her, heard her and his lips moved slightly. But he back to his normal expression when he turned

a

you told me 'It's okay, it's just a small injury' as well even when you had

Qu

waist was badly injured from that!"

cover the scar on forehead and the swelling on my waist has also recovered. Otherwise, why did Paisley sign my discharge letter The only thing that concer me is that I can't do some

Strenuous exercise...

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