Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 447 We’re In Public. Aren't You Shy?

Luke smiled as he caressed her soft hair and kissed her nose. "That person is an international con artist and is wanted by the Interpol. Aren't you scared?" "What...?" Bianca opened her mouth in shock.

Luke could not resist pinching Bianca's earlobe when he saw her adorable reaction. "Silly, did you actually believe that?"

Bianca playfully punched Luke when she saw his joking expression. "Don't fool me like that. I'd be worried."

Luke felt warmth in his heart when he saw how Bianca's smile was more refreshing than the sight of peach blossoms in March.

It was not about how Bianca looked but how she carried herself. Her demeanor gave her elegance, kindness, and many more characteristics. The sight of her comforted Luke.

"I have my own considerations for doing certain things, and you don't have to worry about me over every small matter. You're now the mother of three children, and you should be a good role model for the kids." Luke said gently as he held onto her petite hand in his palm.

"I know, but I can't help it. Maybe the emotions of pregnant women are easily affected," Bianca said.

"With me by your side, you don't have to cry anymore." Luke held Bianca's hand as they walked up the stairs and deeper into the grove.

There were many species of peach trees in the garden. It was like a sea of blossoms.

They continued to walk casually in the peach garden.

Luke temporarily forgot about his stress at work. The woman strolling with him gave him bliss. Because of her, he knew how to love, and she was what he wanted in his life.

minutes later, Bianca suddenly stopped walking and stared at the

you tired

neck, and kissed him, starting from his forehead, down to the tip of his nose, past the lips, and on his

been shy, and

rarely taken the

shy?" He said as

she smiled as though her plan succeeded. "There's no one here

not far away, a

mountain was filled with blossoms and birdsong.

to say something when Bianca's lips covered

it was hard for Bianca to stand on tiptoe. However, she enjoyed playing the little game.

of the path. The blossoms were as pink as a sunset or white as snow. If one

the interior, and the fragrance in the air was

and they sat down on rattan

beautiful. The owner of

place, how about I buy it for you

place, as though he was talking

a way to give it to her. All that just to

"Huh?" Bianca's eyes widened.

"No. This peach garden is so beautiful, and its owner must have spent a

be cheap. The peach garden should be about a thousand