The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1334 Honeymoon

Waylon had the overwhelming need to shower and change upon returning to Macsen Villa, for his hands were covered in blood from breaking the glass and beating the criminal half to death.

Without wasting a minute, he picked up his pajamas and entered the bathroom.

Doris followed closely, asking through the door. “Waylon, do you want me to help you?”

Waylon replied from inside. “Yes, actually. I forgot that I can’t get my hands wet, and I can’t undo the buttons on my shirt.”

I’ll help you then.” She pushed open the door, her face blushing.

Although they were already married and had shared intimate moments on Adelmar Island, Doris had never helped Waylon undress and shower before.

Waylon nodded in agreement, feeling a sense of novelty as well.

Doris stood before him, first helping him remove his suit jacket and hanging it on a nearby hanger. Then, she started unbuttoning his shirt.

lon had already removed his tie in the car, and his shirt was partly unbuttoned, revealing his chiseled Chest and exuding a strong masculine scent.

Doris’ face turned beet red, and her heart raced. She dared not look up, keeping her long lashes lowered as she continued unbuttoning his shirt.

In the quiet bathroom, their breaths echoed back and forth.

Waylon looked down at the petite woman before him, inhaling the sweet fragrance from her body and hair. His heart raced, and desire began to stir within him.

inside Doris for the first time, flashed through his mind. The

she could finish her sentence, Waylon dominantly captured her lips, silencing her with a passionate and intense

“Waylon…”

Doris instantly became weak, her small body melting into his

Waylon breathed heavily. “Help me take

murmured

while you’re taking a

ear.

right!” Doris quickly and gently pushed

the belt and moved to

as if she

Waylon’s voice was low and husky, and his warm breath

next moment, Doris was

bathroom to the sofa, then from the sofa to the

exhausted, left only with the

me bathe,” Waylon remarked, scooping her up and returning to the bathroom. Warm water filled the bathtub. Doris

in gauze, rested outside the

Doris used her little hands to play with the water, gently washing Waylon. Yet, slowly, she reawakened his

Doris softly pleaded with a

Waylon whispered, nipping at her ear. “You can’t starve

”