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 presence

been many years since that night, and they had been through so many obstacles, but

his head and kissed Bianca's lips, lingering there for

was woken up

forced her bleary eyes

and helpless, which made her

hugged her and placed her body on top of

wanted. "N... No, Luke... I'm very tired..." "I want you, Bianca. Don't you know how much I missed you over the past two years? Now that we are reunited, can't you satisfy me for

and allowed

she wanted to say something, but

that shone through the thin gauze curtain enveloped them

were intertwined as they

earlobes while mumbling repeatedly, "I love you,

you too, Luke. I love you too... Please never leave me again..." "Alright,'' the man replied

passion for each other permeated

got out of bed,

wash up. Looking at herself in the full-body mirror, she could see the bruises and bumps on her fair skin. That was how savage the man was to

bath and putting on her clothes, she prepared to go downstairs to have lunch when she suddenly remembered that their son was

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

Tommy was a

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 out of the room when he’s hungry." "But he's still so

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

appearance was breathtaking, though his naturally cold and noble demeanor made