My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Hendrix had a straight face, but I failed to hold back my laughter. I reached out and gave him a pat on the chest, teasing, "Can you really resist it when I'm sleeping next to you?"

Hendrix grabbed my wrist and looked at me with a frivolous smile on his face, saying, "If I can't help it, your hand will probably be a good helper, Mrs. Roberts."

"Hmph! Dream on!" I wouldn't let him take advantage so easily. I swung his hand off and went out of the study, about to return to the bedroom. Just as I walked to the door, I saw Minnie, who was holding a tray.

Minnie had been standing there for a while. She probably didn't expect that I would suddenly exit the study. She had a suggestive, knowing grin as she turned to the side, standing against the wall. She pretended to see nothing, but it was so obvious that she noticed...

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Hendrix wrapped his arm around my shoulder from behind and asked in a low voice, "Yes, Madam Parker?"

Minnie knew when to retreat. She turned around with her head held low and said, "Young Master Hendrix, you haven't come back home so early in a long time. Here, the chef made some soup. It's good for your health."

I blushed and took the tray from Minnie's hands. I didn't dare to

for you. She won't run around at night. Rest well, Young Master Hendrix and Mrs. Roberts," Minnie said. She put both her hands in the pockets of

felt my face burning. I pursed my lips and didn't

was watching the fun by the side. At that moment, he even added slowly, "There's no need. The soup won't help anyway. The

changed the subject. "Madam Parker, I think Anne's crying. Go take a look!" "Huh? Really? Why didn't I hear it?" Minnie had her

just hurry up and go have a look!" I acted kindly as

oh... Alright, I'll head over now. Don't worry

the direction of Anne's

at Minnie's anxious figure, I felt somewhat sorry for her, but I didn't explain much. I turned my head and glared at Hendrix with annoyance. Hendrix looked as if he wasn't afraid of anything. He shrugged his shoulders, put his hands in his pockets, and

cheeks were

entering the room, I put the bowl of soup on the cabinet

Don't say those things in front of Madam Parker anymore,

threw it