Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Anthony leaned in abruptly, his lips pressing against Lisa’s. In that instant, his breath hitched, struggling to contain the overwhelming desire within him, yet unable to resist its pull. He grabbed Lisa’s arm, forcing her hand onto his chest.

Lisa’s eyes widened, and witnessing the person she adored suddenly magnified before her. A rush of blood surged through her veins, causing her normally functioning brain to momentarily short-circuit. This kiss had ignited a fire, like a torch tossed into a long calm prairie, slowly spreading its flames.

Anthony, no longer in control, found himself wanting more than just a kiss. He held Lisa tightly, taking charge for the first time, swiftly leading her toward the edge of the bed.

A thud resonated as they fell onto the bed, the resilient mattress bouncing Lisa back up, and Anthony quickly pressed her down into the sheets.

However, they landed precariously close to the edge, instinctively feeling as if they were about to fall off. Just as Anthony was about to adjust their position, Lisa suddenly flipped them over, placing him underneath.

Anthony’s meticulously groomed black hair was now disheveled, exuding an unexpected sense of restrained desire.

He smirked slightly, his gaze fixed on Lisa, as he hoarsely asked, “Still feeling greedy?”

Lisa nodded honestly, “Yes!”

As her words fell, there was a sharp click!

The buttons on Anthony’s shirt flew off, scattering onto the nearby table, floor, and walls, creating a melodious sound as they hit the ground.

He smirked slightly, his gaze growing dark and menacing, like a leopard lurking in the night, ready to pounce on its prey.

“Well then…” Anthony whispered hoarsely, his hand reaching out…

“Uncle Anthony!”

“Daddy, Mommy!”

Two mischievous children appeared at the most critical moment, holding ice cream in their hands…

And froze in place.

Anthony’s movements came to an abrupt halt, frozen in mid-action.

Lisa thought to herself, huh? Ice cream…?

subconsciously turned her head to

are you fighting with Uncle Anthony? Why are you

with his genius brain working quickly, said, “Based on

pressed his forehead, momentarily at a loss for

door when

forgotten to close

emotions grew complicated, uncertain whether to feel annoyed or embarrassed. All

for Lilly… she shouldn’t be thrown out; he would gently guide her

moment, Lisa was attempting to explain, “We’re not

appeared out of nowhere, covering Lilly’s mouth and

Lilly exclaimed, “Hey, hey?”

Josh sobbed, “Waaah!”

Lisa blinked her eyes.

hadn’t

up and

helpless and frustrated. “You’re just going to run

What else should

Anthony fell silent.

intended to

possibly stop now? Did she think this was a clichéd tactic to prolong

they couldn’t continue,

run, he would let her

a loud bang, Anthony

wore a puzzled

filled with confusion, and stammered, “Shouldn’t we

Hiding in the room…

won’t they realize we weren’t hiding

Lisa hesitated, “Um…”

who should know will know. There’s nothing to hide. Those who shouldn’t know, the kids, are too young

not? Is it important? We’re just a normal couple, nothing to be secretive

even

it was being fried once