There He Is Again My Ex Husband by Emily Jenkins

"Anya?"

Phil knocked again. Still, there was no response. Thus, he opened the door with the key Anya gave him.

As he entered, he rushed to bedroom after putting down the things in his hands. After seeing that the little lady still slept deeply under the quilt, he finally sighed with relief.

He worried that something happened to her as she didn't respond all the time

But he soon found how tempting the scene in front of him was. Anya was sleeping on her side with her face buried in the pillow. But her legs, long and fair, were exposed.

He disliked her wearing short skirt before because he didn't allow his beloved to be coveted by other men.

But he seemed to long for her now, too. Merely watching at her body had already made him indulge in fantasy, thus it was predictable that what the men outside would think. It was so wise to forbid her wearing short skirt.

Fearing that she would catch a cold, Phil stepped forward gently to tuck her up. Unexpectedly, he was pulled away by the little lady who was still in slumber.

Phil became speechless that she kicked off the quilt all the same. Previously, every time he tucked her up, she just threw it back. Later, Phil simply cuddled her in his arms while sleeping.

"Tuck yourself up. You will get a cold." He could only coax her gently instead of holding her in arms now.

Anya suddenly pulled the quilt over her head and scolded severely, "Phil, leave me alone. I don't have class today and I need a lie-in."

Although Phil was treated like this, he actually missed it much.

She loved staying in bed so much. In the past, when it came to weekend, Phil seldom forced her to wake up early and pampered her willingly. Sometimes he couldn't wake her up even she had class in the morning so that he "had to" kiss her awake. And she just got mad at him for interrupting her dream, even "roughed" him up now and then.

Even worse, she got up and made a complaint against him tearfully, saying that it was because of his excess of sex the night before which made her late for class.

idea where she was and thought she still lived with him,

moment, she would definitely not be

was so closed off to him that it was impossible for her

her legs and then left her alone, closing

a gentleman while getting along with his cherished girl

a long while after Phil had already prepared the breakfast; and Anya was still in

This time, there was a response

heard a little rustling sound. It should be Anya who was about to get up. But in the next second, he heard a cry

was so worried that he directly opened

in, there was a sexy lady on

stripe slipped off due to her sleeping posture. In addition, she never

dazed, so did

came back to earth and

a pubis ache as she sat up. Perhaps she just slept so heavily that she forgot she didn't sleep well last night

to pull the quilt over her, trying to cover herself. But Phil soon strode towards her and

fair skin, making him feel sexy. He swallowed hard

about to throw the pillow beside her to the man with another. However,

and asked her in a nervous tone, "Anya, it's

Feeling

him because each one was a big one. He was worried

she was annoyed at "It's not the time to be odds with me" said

What did that mean?

burst into her bedroom with her permission and saw her body.