Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Andre began kissing his wife's cheek, his hand sliding down from her shoulder to her waist, gently undoing her robe.

"Molly suggested we should have two kids in three years. I think one is enough," he said, leaving a bite mark on her neck, then slowly moving to her lovely collarbone. He was so careful, as if afraid to hurt Mia.

Andre scooped up his wife, who had been napping all afternoon, and carried her to the bed.

Mia tried to escape, but failed.

"Honey, your suit button is hurting me," she complained.

"It won't be for long," he replied.

Mia got the hint.

The room was dimly lit, shadows flickering on the walls.

The blanket slipped to the floor.

Molly was going to find Mia and remind her that she needed to prepare the forms in advance for tomorrow's field trip.

Luckily, Leo stopped her. "Molly."

"Shouldn't you call me Auntie? I'm your aunt," Molly corrected him.

Leo clenched his teeth and his fists. "Looking at your face, I just can't bring myself to call you that."

Molly let it slide. She asked, "Why did you stop me?"

"In my experience, it's best not to roam around after 8 p.m., especially to find Andre and Mia. Even though you're his little sister, if you disturb them, you'll still get a scolding," Leo warned. Molly stared in shock at the closed bedroom door, then turned her gaze towards her nephew who had experienced the reprimand.

She asked, "Isn't 8 p.m. too early?"

Leo responded, "If you're not scared, go knock. At least I've told you what you need to know."

Inside the room, after multiple attempts, Mia tried to bite her husband into pieces.

might be

told her

them above her head, and resumed kissing her. After a while,

worry was unnecessary, that he'd been

their intimate moments, Mia hoped to get pregnant as soon

it now?" she

time. "Almost 11 p.m., time to

sat up and told the man next to her, "Go get my laptop from your study. We have a field trip tomorrow and I'm in charge of the

already

countered, "You knew the time already. I told you to let me finish my homework first, but you couldn't even

did he

of bed, got

he returned with

a pillow, naked with the blanket tucked under her arms. She reached out for the laptop,

Mia lazily responded.

before, and her professor

was also chatting with her brother, "Cooper, can you help me with

message, it said:

complained angrily, "He really dared to

was still on Google, following step-by-step instructions. "Adjust the font size, align. Weird, why are the

her phone to her lips. "Why are the

new tutorial popped up on Google. "Oh, I didn't set it as text. But how do I convert

on Google again, "How to set text

steps

left hand and following the steps, operating her laptop with her right

on the edge of the bed, glanced at the time, and it had been

"Are you done?"

man. Taking a glance, Andre asked her, "Did your teacher ask for an Excel or a Word form?" "Is there

and

plan to make the data in Excel first, then copy and paste it into a Word

could directly use the existing form, without having to create