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

Chapter 709 He Knows That She Is Exhausted

Bianca was still sleeping after the sun rose.

She lost count of the number of times Luke had entered her last night. She was thoroughly exhausted.

He hugged her soft and fragrant body. Under the first rays of sunlight, she was like a blooming flower.

It just felt so good to hug her. He did not want to get up.

Bianca seemed to be troubled by her dreams. She frowned slightly, and her body curled up like a lazy cat. Occasionally, she let out a slight moan.

Luke made sure that she was in a comfortable position. He brushed the strands of hair on her forehead, then gently kissed her clean forehead. His indulgent gaze fell on her peaceful sleeping face.

Her brows were thin and elegantly curved like paper fans.

The three children inherited her long and curly eyelashes.

Luke could not help but gently touch her eyelashes and lightly pull her eyelids. He loved to see her dark pupils that were pure and clean like spring water.

Somehow, he clearly remembered the first time they met each other.

She was in a white cotton dress with a leaf pattern. As she walked, the leaves seemed to have come to life and were moving in her rhythm.

The young girl's long hair was dancing in the wind. She was looking into the night sky and singing softly. Her eyes were glimmering but at the same time brimming with sorrow.

girl could seem so melancholy. However, her pure beauty was breathtaking, and her

that night, and they had been through so many obstacles, but the scene was just as vivid as though it had happened only

Bianca's lips, lingering there for so long that she could

up

forced her bleary

and helpless, which made her

his urges flaring up again. He hugged her and placed her body on

want you, Bianca. Don't you know how much I missed you over the past two years? Now that

remained docile and allowed him

the man she loved. Her lips trembled as though she wanted to say something, but eventually, she did not

sunlight that shone through the thin

as they stared into each other's

on her earlobes while mumbling repeatedly, "I love you,

love you too, Luke. I love you too... Please never

permeated every corner

finally got out of bed,

she could see the bruises and bumps

and putting on her clothes, she prepared to go downstairs to have lunch when she suddenly

worriedly, "Mrs. Crawford, Master Tommy has been throwing a tantrum, and he doesn't want to come out of the room to eat his lunch. He locked himself in the room, and no

heard that. Tommy was a growing boy, so

spoil him like that. That won't bring him any good. It doesn't matter that he doesn't want to eat now; he'll come

throw tantrums when he was still so young, Luke could imagine how much worse the little boy would get when he

was