Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 223

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

told her

engrossed. He gently moved Mia's arms apart, placing them above her head, and

that her worry was unnecessary,

intimate moments, Mia hoped to get pregnant as

is it now?"

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

"Go get my laptop from your

already late, you should

you to let me finish my homework first, but you couldn't

was satisfied did he remember to

out of bed, got

returned with

the blanket tucked under her arms. She reached out for the laptop, her bent legs serving as a stand.

Mia lazily responded.

never made a form before, and her professor was a foreigner,

with her brother, "Cooper, can you help me with my

said: Message sent,

angrily, "He really dared to block

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

her lips. "Why are the numbers

on Google. "Oh, I didn't set it

voice typing on Google again, "How to set text

new steps popped

operating her laptop with her right hand. She was very focused on her homework.

the time, and it had been

"Are you done?"

words I typed?" Mia put the computer in front of the man. Taking a glance, Andre asked her, "Did your

rephrased his question and asked his

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

way, she could directly use the existing

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