He kept going, with light kisses scattering over her.
"..." Eva Nightingale was completely stunned! Her eyes widened as she looked at him, who exactly is he punishing here!
Doesn’t he feel tired doing this?
"Honey~ as soon as you’re done, get off me~"
Her voice was soft and sweet.
She never expected that he would use this kind of "doing" to punish her.
His scent was so pleasant, his body so attractive, doing push-ups above her with his bare torso, how could she withstand it.
At first, when he said "do," she thought it meant something else... Like doing something indescribable, unsuitable for children, on the balcony.
Who would’ve thought it was actually this kind of doing.
"I’ll say it once more, close your eyes."
His commanding tone returned.
And it was obvious he’s used to giving orders normally.
"Do you think this punishment isn’t enough?" What could he do? Just looking at her eyes, he inexplicably couldn’t get angry, all his temper was suppressed, leaving nothing but a wave of warmth in his heart.
It must be because of doing too many push-ups, his whole body felt a bit hot.
It was already unbearable! She wouldn’t listen even when he told her to close her eyes; instead, she kept them wide open, staring at him relentlessly!
It made him restless and irritable.
"Little thing, didn’t you hear what I said?"
His voice was a little hoarse, more seductive than usual, and even though his tone was colder than usual, it had a noble, enchanting coolness.
Eva Nightingale was startled by his shout.
She immediately closed her eyes!
Alright, alright! This punishment... isn’t it really punishing him? Look at him, burning with anger!
If Eva didn’t close her eyes, she was genuinely afraid he might devour her!
This time, she was sensible.
As soon as she closed her eyes, a coolness brushed her lips again, and the tingling sensation intensified.
She could clearly feel her heartbeat accelerating, pounding non-stop.
This "punishment" was surprisingly enjoyable.
The man’s lips fell on her fair collarbone, with every push-up, he planted a deep kiss, leaving a bruise-like mark.
She obviously closed her eyes, yet he felt she was becoming more alluring.
It turned out her charm wasn’t only in those big eyes!
Looking at every part of her, he would lose focus.
Who knows how long had passed.
Eva Nightingale fell asleep, dreaming, having a romantic dream.
The man held her, stood up and walked into the room, laying her on the big bed, covering her with a quilt, before saying coldly: "Next time, if you’re disobedient again, the punishment won’t be this simple! Do you hear me, little woman!"
He maintained the posture of speaking, still leaning over her.
Eva Nightingale was evidently sleepy.
She just moved her body slightly under him and then, belatedly, hugged the man, mistaking him for a teddy bear.
Last time, when her husband went on a business trip, he gave her a teddy bear, stuffed not with cotton, but with his bathrobe, carrying his scent!
Hmm, sleeping while hugging the "bear," it felt comfortable.
She hugged him tighter.
He glanced at the slightly bright night outside the window, initially intending to straighten up to dress and catch a flight for the business trip.
But her waist held him tightly, seemingly reluctant to let go.
His body stiffened a bit, he bent down to gently kiss her forehead, then pried open her small hands.
Looking at her sleeping form, if only she were always this obedient...
Last time he wanted her to forget everything, remember only him.
But... he didn’t do it.
After all, it would be too unfair to her. Moreover, she might end up not remembering him either.