Seeing him look at her, she nervously swallowed and let out a dry laugh, "Hehe."
Henry Sullivan frowned, "What do you want to do?"
"I... I’m going down to get my phone."
"I told you, no phones allowed when sleeping at noon."
"But I can’t sleep without looking at my phone," she took a deep breath, no way, no way, this position is just too strange.
The movement was too quick, and Ivy Miller just felt a dizzying blur.
When she came to, she was already pinned down, "Uncle..."
"Not being able to sleep without a phone is an illness, it needs treatment."
"Where are there doctors for this kind of illness," she laughed awkwardly, trying to ease the strange atmosphere.
But he gave a charming smile, "This kind of illness doesn’t need a doctor, I can take care of it."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed the side of her face, Ivy Miller flinched slightly.
It all started last night, so she knew what he intended to do now.
It was better with the lights off last night, but now in broad daylight, doing this kind of thing indoors felt somewhat awkward.
She didn’t resist him, just didn’t dare to open her eyes at all.
He was very gentle, she felt an unprecedented pleasure, completely different from last night.
As they lingered together, she gradually reached a state of bliss.
No wonder so many people like doing this, there is a reason.
Because the act went on for too long, Ivy Miller felt her slender legs tremble and flipped over to lie down, falling asleep exhausted.
As sleep claimed the last bit of her reasoning, she thought to herself, Henry Sullivan is really cunning, using the excuse of ’treating’ her illness to sleep with her.
The key point is she was completely convinced.
Henry Sullivan watched her turning over and sleeping soundly, thinking, that’s what it means to treat a specific illness.
In the past, when he suffered from insomnia, he would choose to go running, and after thirty laps, he would immediately feel both sleepy and tired, able to fall asleep again when lying down.
Now using this method on her, it’s quite an extreme measure.
Strangely, he hasn’t felt this kind of desire for a woman in many years.
But after last night’s encounter with her, he started to savor her scent. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel[f]ire.net
Men naturally have this animalistic instinct, though he always believed he had ample self-control.
Even so, just now, he still couldn’t hold back.
Ever since he saw her straddling him when he turned over, his mind issued the command, to pounce on her.
And it turned out, her scent indeed matched his taste.
He turned his head to look at her, sleeping in a daze, and for some inexplicable reason, a wave of gentleness welled up in his heart.
He knew his own personality, all these years, he hasn’t been involved with women because he feared he couldn’t help but think of Mia.
Ever since Mia left, his world seemed to have collapsed.
Many things were no longer under his control, but Ivy Miller appeared to be an unexpected part of his life.
From last night when she arrived until now, only when they mentioned Mia at meal time did he think of her.
Besides that, he had remained calm.
No pain, no hesitation or inner turmoil.
He closed his eyes, when she just asked how long it would take for him to forget Mia, he didn’t answer directly, because he couldn’t answer. He hoped he could forget everything in the past and start a new life.
He wondered if she could be his salvation?