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.

such a young girl could seem so melancholy. However, her pure beauty

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

lingering

was woken up by

her bleary eyes

seemed puzzled and helpless, which made her look especially

up again. He hugged her and placed her body on top

"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?

docile and

lips trembled as though she wanted to say something, but eventually, she did not and

shone through the thin gauze curtain enveloped them like

intertwined as they stared

nibbled on her earlobes while mumbling repeatedly,

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

for each other permeated every corner of

out of

the full-body mirror, she could see the bruises and bumps on her fair skin. That was how savage the man was to

putting on her clothes, she prepared to go downstairs to have lunch when she suddenly remembered that their son was in the room next

said worriedly, "Mrs. Crawford, Master Tommy has been throwing a tantrum, and

Tommy was a growing boy, so he could

doesn't matter that he doesn't want to eat now; he'll

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

was breathtaking, though