Chapter 117:
Kennedy, “…”
Was this woman a fool?
If not, she wouldn’t be stupid enough to ask such a question at a time like this.
“Am I not obvious enough?” Kennedy narrowed her eyes and said, “Or are you just too dumb?”
“Charlotte, I only say something once, don’t expect me to say it twice.” Kennedy said coldly and arrogantly.
Charlotte was surprised and her eyes widened, “What?”
Damn it!
Kennedy, seeing her expression, felt like smacking her ass. He said it all, but she heard nothing.
Kennedy said, “You don’t seem to think of me as a husband at all.”
Charlotte, “What exactly do you mean? I used to sleep perfectly fine in my little bed, so why do I suddenly have to share a bed with you? Is it because you and I…?”
Before she could finish her words, Kennedy interrupted her, “Stop it!”
The sudden irascibility was frightening. Kennedy’s face turned grim.
“Don’t ask, you stupid woman. If you want to sleep in your little bed, you can ask a maid to help you bring it in. You think I want to sleep with you? Shame on you.”
Charlotte, “……”
Kennedy rolled her wheelchair and left the room.
When she left, the room was silent. Charlotte was angry with a heaving chest. It was impossible to ask the maid to help her move the small bed again, but since she found it embarrassing to sleep with him, then she would make a bed on the floor.
Charlotte asked the maid for two more comforters. The floor was clean, so she put the two comforters directly on the floor and carried her pillow and things back.
Suddenly, two of the four sets were missing from the bed, leaving only the blue sheet and one pillow. It looked very empty.
Charlotte finished her things and went to take a bath. After the bath, she went straight to sleep.
In the middle of sleep, she suddenly felt someone tugging at her quilt.
She was so sleepy that she unconsciously hugged the quilt tightly, but it kept pulling away.
Charlotte suddenly opened her eyes, she met Kennedy’s cold, deep-set eyes.
“What are you doing?” Charlotte asked aloud.
Kennedy looked at her coldly, “What are you saying?”
Charlotte calmed down for a while before sitting up and pulling the quilt tightly in her hand, “I was sleeping fine. You stole my quilt.”
“The quilt is yours?” replied Kennedy.
“……”
He took it from her bed.
“Use your old quilt.” Charlotte said, “You let the maids take mine, so this quilt should belong to me.”
She was very sleepy. She had been getting sleepier and sleepier since she was pregnant.
After that, Charlotte didn’t want to argue with him, but carried the quilt in her arms,
“The quilt is in the closet, please help yourself, I want to sleep.”
After that, Charlotte lay down again and covered the quilt to the body.
She paid no attention to Kennedy’s expression and soon fell asleep again.
When she slept until the middle of the night, Charlotte suddenly felt very warm. There seemed to be something warm on her back, which had been sending out a steady stream of heat. Through the light pajamas, the heat was constantly being transmitted to her skin.
Charlotte’s temperature was slowly rising, she furrowed her eyebrows and kicked the quilt.
At last she felt more comfortable.
A minute later, the quilt was back on her.
Charlotte kicked it again, and in less than a few seconds, the quilt was covering her body again.
Charlotte was so hot that she tossed and turned like a wayward child in her sleep. The heat on her back disappeared, but the temperature on her forehead increased.
Charlotte opened her eyes groggily, and then met Kennedy’s eyes.
In her eyes there seemed to be shining stars.
Charlotte looked into them for a long moment and then blinked. She couldn’t help but reach out a hand and touch Kennedy’s face. As her fingertip was about to fall on his face, she was too sleepy and quickly fell asleep again.
There came the warm, somewhat soft breath pressing against her lips.
Charlotte reflexively pulled back, That soft thing instead came closer and pressed on her soft lips.
All right, if she couldn’t escape, Charlotte didn’t bother to avoid it and slept on.
When she had been asleep for less than two seconds, the tenderness on her lips began to stir. It rolled across her lips, as if eating jelly, savoring it slowly.
Licking it, biting it.
When Charlotte made a sound, under attack from the other side, her mouth was open and her tongue, like the enemy, had broken through the door and entered, then passed over every place in her mouth.
In deep sleep, Charlotte’s sound burst into Kennedy’s ears like magic. The sound made her lower belly warm and her large hands slowly moved up his back.
The kiss gradually deepened. In the silent night, Kennedy could almost hear her heartbeat.
It was like fireworks blooming in the silent night.
He demanded more. Charlotte couldn’t sleep well, she frowned and pushed at him with her hands.
Kennedy grabbed her wrist and turned around to press against her body.
At that moment, Charlotte realized something was wrong and slowly awoke from her sleep.
The first moment she opened her eyes, she could see nothing in the darkness, but she could clearly feel a strong man on her body, and the man’s lips grasped hers.
After being stunned for ten seconds, Charlotte began to struggle against Kennedy’s chest.
“Let me go….”
Kennedy laughed softly, “Isn’t it too late?”
It was Kennedy. Charlotte’s body was rigid in situ, suddenly and forcefully bit Kennedy.
Kennedy was in pain. Charlotte thought she deserved it, then pushed her tall body away.
