Savage Love On His Wheelchair

472 We wash together ......

"Rosemary don't worry, this little bit of wine won't affect your sex life tonight, don't worry about it!"

As soon as William spoke, Rosemary's face flushed and soon her ears were red.

She was just worried that he drank so much wine is not good for the body, there is no intention of that,

okay?

"Rosemary, if you're tired, go ahead and rest!"

Edmund, knowing Rosemary's thin skin, relieved himself.

"Don't worry, you go back to rest first, we have to catch a plane tomorrow, we'll drink a little more and

go back!"

Wilson stroked her hair and said with a doting face.

"Then I'll go back first!"

Standing up, Rosemary rushed out of the place.

Back to the room, Rosemary washed up, looked at the time is eleven o'clock, Wilson has not come

back, and I do not know how long he will drink, thinking that they have to fly tomorrow, and did not wait

any longer.

It's night.

The late night sky is particularly Susan, in addition to some insects and birds chirping outside from time

to time, there is only a crescent moon hanging upside down in mid-air.

The silvery white moonlight softly sprinkled in front of the window, the bed of the lovely child is now

sleeping particularly well, Wilson just sitting on the edge of the bed dully watching her, sleeping

Rosemary is very Susan, long black hair randomly scattered in her stunning face, light pink red lips

slightly beamed, long eyelashes like ink.

Wilson couldn't resist coming forward to give her a kiss on the lips. The sleeping Rosemary seemed to

sense something and gently licked her lips, just a small gesture like that, but the fire inside Wilson was

quickly ignited.

Leaning down, his lips once again kissed her fragrant lips.

Perhaps it was the alcohol, Wilson's kiss was dominant and fierce, his fiery tongue driving in and

sucking in the taste of her.

Perhaps the body's natural reaction, Rosemary's hands naturally on Wilson's neck, mouth from time to

time, a soft whisper out, which made the original bath fire Wilson instant collapse, the room inside a

spin charming ......

Early the next morning.

Rosemary moved, her body aching as if she had been run over by a car.

She vaguely remembered that she seemed to have dreamed the same dream again last night, in which

she seemed to be very enthusiastic.

At the thought of this, Rosemary instantly felt her ears turn red and rolled over, only to realize that there

was someone else lying beside her.

"Good morning!"

As soon as she turned around, Rosemary saw Wilson with his head propped up on one hand and a

wicked smile on his demonic face.

Looking at Wilson beside her, Rosemary could not help but freeze, so that the dream last night is real,

then she was not last night ......

Thinking about her own passionate appearance last night, Rosemary would like to find a hole in the

ground right now.

"You ...... you ......"

Looking at him, Rosemaryt, however, did not know what he should say and could only wait angrily for

the man in front of him.

"Honey, why are you staring at me like that, you didn't forget what happened last night, did you! If

you've forgotten, I don't mind letting last night's events play out all over again."

Staring at her, Wilson said with a bad smile on his face.

"You mean I ......"

"Of course, you don't even know how passionate you were last night like fire, if I wasn't worried about

your body, I'm afraid I would have drained you long ago!"

Wilson speaks without aggravation, as if the one who suffers is him.

Rosemary was so angry at his words that she didn't even know what to say, and took a pillow and

smashed it on him.

"Rascal, shameless ......"

"Ah ......"

Before she could stand, Rosemary's entire body fell toward the ground, and before she could fall to the

ground, she was embraced by a warm embrace.

"Wife, your body is important, just bear with it!"

"......" Rosemary listened to the man in front of her and wanted to go up and give her two punches,

what do you mean she put up with it.

It was as if the one who was hungry was her.

Doesn't he know that even if she wants it, if he doesn't cooperate, it's impossible for her to do it alone.

"Ah ......"

Rosemary bites Wilson on the shoulder, who lets him bully her.

As soon as I saw him like that, I knew he was doing it on purpose.

It's obvious that he ate her up, but now he's shamelessly putting everything on her.

"Shame on you ......"

After the bite, Rosemary didn't forget to give him a hard stare.

Wilson's eyebrows are lightly knitted, those obsidian-like eyes are vivid and radiant, and the corners of

his mouth hang with an evil smile, "Wife, in front of you which still needs a face, with you on it."

Rosemary simply stopped talking to him and meekly kept her mouth shut.

Anyway, no matter what she says, in the end it's herself who suffers.

And also said so that they can not refute.

When she stopped talking, Wilson was in a good mood, not expecting her to look so cute when she

was defeated.

Putting her in the bathtub, Wilson dangled in front of her unclothed, helping her to drain the water,

which made Rosemary, who was already embarrassed, not know where to turn her eyes.

Lowering his head, he coughed lightly, "You can go out, I'll just do it myself!"

Faced with such a demon man dangling in front of her, Rosemary's fixation is not as good as she

thought.

After all, the body of the man in front of you is really - too perfect!

"We'll wash together!"

And without waiting for Rosemary to agree, the whole person has sat in the bathtub, making the

original awkward atmosphere instantly become more awkward.

The bathtub was not small, but Wilson's entry made the tub seem a little cramped.

"You go out first, and wash later!"

Rosemary reached out to push him, but was pulled by Wilson a real person sitting on his body, female

on male, this posture how to see how to feel very ambiguous.

Four eyes facing each other, Rosemary's eyes widened as she looked at Wilson, who was only a finger

away, only to feel a warm stream of water flowing from her nose, drops of which fell on the surface of

the water with a crisp, lyre-like sound.

"Honey, you have a nosebleed!"

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Rosemary pushed Wilson away, the whole person ran out from inside the bathtub, took out a bath

towel from inside the closet to surround herself, and pulled out two paper towels from the table to plug

her nose, the face of the nosebleed continued to stay.

Sitting inside the bathroom, Wilson looked at Rosemary who ran out like the wind, and the smile on his

lips grew deeper and deeper.

What an embarrassment!

Looking at herself in the mirror, Rosemary can't wait to slap herself twice, it's not like she hasn't seen a

man before, don't be so humiliated, and twice in a row, really humiliated to grandma's house.

The good thing is that Wilson was called to the study by Darren after the shower, which made

Rosemary's original dilemma a little better.

"The Great Young Lady, the Great Young Master told you to go down for breakfast as soon as you're

finished!"

After re-soaking and just finishing up my things, I heard the maid shouting from outside.

"Get down here right now!"