Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 148

Chapter 148 I Can Beat You Up

"You sound like you're jealous. Well, if you're jealous, why don't you give Alana a call and whisper sweet nothings to her? Don't worry, I won't be jealous!"

Abel leaned close to her and tossed her on the bed.

"Are you challenging me?"

"I'm not!" Emmeline yelled. "Keep your hands to yourself!"

"I think you're inviting me to do otherwise!" Abel had already pinned her down, and he was leaning down on her.

Emmeline continued to struggle. "Watch it! Don't make me beat you up!"

"Do you think you can beat me up? You can try!" Abel cackled.

Abel's breath tickled Emmeline's ears. "You shameless, despicable wretch!"

Before she could do anything, Abel clamped her wrists and kissed her lips.

"Mmh." Emmeline could not breathe.

That was as far as Abel wanted to go. He got up and released her.

He was only teasing her and was not going to violate her.

Emmeline was blushing intensely. She thought he would…

"Why, are you disappointed?" Abel looked at her and grinned. "Shall we proceed with the real thing?"

"Get lost!" Emmeline jumped off the bed and struck a fighting stance. "I'll really fight you if it comes to that!"

"Heheh, I'm afraid you're not my match on or off the bed."

"Hmph!" Emmeline snorted. She sat down on the sofa and ignored him.



She dared not speak to him.

Abel sat down on the sofa next to her, opened a pack of animal cookies, and ate two pieces.

is actually

another pack to Emmeline. "You

cookies and ate one. Oh, it's pretty good! Do

to eat the snacks while occasionally

ten o'clock, they

yawned. "I'm so

up and sleep then," Abel said while clearing up

reserved. "Well… you

tossed the trash away,

minutes later, he came out of the

by a white towel. His sculpted chest

skipped a beat, and she

Abel said. He picked up a

into the bathroom, closed the door, took off

heart was

could pounce on

it. Sigh, Alono

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hissed in

heord thot, he strode to the bothroom ond yelled,

soy "Don't come in," Abel

by the

floor. Her foir skin wos fointly

"Emmo, ore… ore

Emmeline twisted her woist on the

dry the

grobbed o towel, wropped Emmeline up, brought her out of

it hurt?

Abel seemed very concerned.

my butt. Ah, it hurts

towel

olreody formed on

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