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.

I might

told her

gently moved Mia's arms apart, placing them above her head, and resumed kissing her. After a while, the room

worry was

hoped

is it

checked the time. "Almost 11

man next to her, "Go get my laptop from your study. We have a

replied, "It's already late,

let me finish my

Andre was satisfied did he remember to pamper

out of bed, got dressed, and

with a white

a pillow, naked with the blanket tucked under her arms. She reached out for the laptop, her bent legs serving as a stand. "You work on it, I'll

Mia lazily responded.

made a form before, and her professor was

with her brother, "Cooper, can you help me

another message, it said: Message sent, but denied

angrily, "He really dared to

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

her lips. "Why are the numbers in the form

a new tutorial popped up on Google. "Oh, I didn't set it

on Google again, "How to set text in

steps

steps, operating her laptop with her right hand. She was very focused

of the bed, glanced at the time, and it had been more than

"Are you done?"

Mia put the computer in front of the man. Taking a glance, Andre asked her, "Did your teacher ask for an Excel or a Word form?" "Is there

Cedillo rephrased his question and asked

make the data in Excel first, then copy and paste

could directly use the existing form, without having to