Stella was tingled by his bites.

It was different from before, especially with the contrast of the two babies eating, causing the man a little eviler.

Also harder.

Stella frowned in pain, pounding his shoulder, annoyed, "Stop. Noah will eat."

Clarence then slowed down, and after a few seconds, he raised his head and licked the corner of his lips, "He doesn't need it."

Stella was speechless and didn't know how he could say this aloud.

"You are even thirty..."

Before she could finish her words, her lips were blocked by him.

Clarence wrapped the back of her head to press her back onto the bed. His tongue quickly opened her mouth, kissing her deeply as if he wanted to swallow her.

Stella had not been kissed by him like this for a long time and was overwhelmed. Her hands could only place on his shoulders.

After the long kiss, Clarence rested his forehead against hers, "Baby, remember what I have said?"

Stella didn't answer immediately.

During her pregnancy, he had threatened her countlessly.

How could she forget?

She slightly turned her head sideways with an uneven breath, "You say so many things every day. How can I remember? I'll get a recorder to save it all. I..."

Clarence kissed her again to interrupt her.

He did not give her time to adapt. His fingers gradually went down, which made her repeatedly shiver.

Clarence restrained a lot since Stella was pregnant. Especially during her pregnancy, he only slept with her every night, no other actions.

Even if he occasionally asked her to help him out in various fancy ways.

Not once, like this, had the intention been so obvious.

his indulge breath was telling her that tonight was

delivery, Stella had been much more sensitive, and

his neck, tilting

with the shadows of the trees blown by

was indistinct, casting several shadows on

been fed and

"Can you be gentle? Don't wake the children

voice was low,

Stella was speechless.

moment

no

felt that she was going to die

heard Clarence

was confused with her eyes were wet,

her shoulder and continued her moves

bathroom, and by

so exhausted that she fell asleep

small blanket for them and went

rinse off the smell of cigarette

...

in the kitchen the following day when

turned and saw Clarence standing there with the baby in his arms, frowning as if he was considering how to stop

this, Dolores hurried over, "What are you

"They keep crying."

must be hungry. Where

one hand against his lips, "She's

continued, Dolores was about to say, "There

him a baby, went to the fridge to get milk and put it

was too willful,

she couldn't say much

they quieted down, lying in the pram with tears on their

bottle to him, "Take it and wash it. Noah is about

slightly and

a yawn, seeing him bending

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