Chapter 443: Chapter 443

Before she finished speaking, her lips steadily pressed onto his.

The times she took the initiative were really not many.

So, it did startle him for a moment. This little woman, doesn’t she usually treat him like a wolf? Wishing she could stay as far away as possible?

She had just recovered from a high fever and was pregnant, so what could he do? Just bear with it!

Otherwise, he might hurt her, and in the end, the one who ends up feeling heartache, wouldn’t it still be him, Lucas Knight?

He leaned back a bit, intending to end the kiss, but unexpectedly, she followed him, this little woman, she was truly tempting.

He patted her little butt, as if in punishment.

A slap that wasn’t too light or too heavy, it felt like flirting. She whimpered and instead of restraining herself, she kissed him even more fervently.

Eva Nightingale just felt that his scent was so pleasing.

He’s been so good to her, shouldn’t she repay him somehow? Why not devote herself to him?

Ah, spit, spit, spit!

Forget it, anyway, even if she was taking advantage of him?

She wrapped her arms around the man and mimicked his style, kissing his thin lips to and fro, not sparing any part... such a sweet taste.

Admittedly, she really stirred up his anger, a certain part tensed, a fiery desire roared in his lower abdomen. Read complete version only at novel·fire.net

"Baby, stop kissing." If she continued, he wouldn’t be able to hold on. Was it that due to pregnancy, she was feeling more lovelorn and wanted more of his affection?

Alright, alright, alright, once she gives birth to the little bun, he will absolutely pamper her, night and day, making her truly feel that he as her husband is not just for show.

The car ride took half an hour.

She just held onto him and kissed him for half an hour.

Her little hands wandered all over, occasionally grabbing onto a "stick," causing her to pause, then after a while, she would cling to him and kiss again.

Well, what could he do?

This little woman was too bold.

Lucas Knight carried her, got out of the car, walked into Nightfall Palace, entered the elevator, and his movements were quick and fluid.

Your Highness, didn’t the doctor say your injury isn’t healing well and you shouldn’t carry things? Look how tightly you’re holding Miss Eva.

Harry North could only think it, not daring to say it aloud, and in the end could only follow upstairs with the bodyguards.

Soon, Eva Nightingale was brought into the room, and he bent over, placed her on the bed, and took off her shoes: "Wife, what do you want to eat?"

She had a fever, which just subsided, she must be really hungry.

Though his voice was low, it carried a magnetic quality, and his tone was tinged with an attempt to conceal concern.

Eva Nightingale didn’t speak, her gaze fixated on his lips, staring at his sexy thin lips.

His eyes heated up, was this little woman having a high fever that fried her brain? Every time she saw him before, wasn’t she as wary as if he were a predator?

How come today, she had a fever, woke up, and clung to him for fervent kisses, on the car, she even grabbed his member, taunting: "Husband, you’re hard."

His face turned dark immediately, was she deliberately playing with fire, intentionally making him uncomfortable?

Eva Nightingale continued fixating on the man’s sexy thin lips: Mmm, want, to eat.

"Husband, mm!" Her tone was delicate and soft, hugging his arm, she whimpered, "Husband, want to eat you..."

Did this little woman have a screw loose?

This kind of forwardness gave him a start, but undeniably, he quite... quite liked it.