Seize His Little Wife

“Why are you here again?” Christine White said with a small blush.

Baird Lane shrugged his shoulders, “Normal male reaction.”

How could he not react when his beloved was in his arms.

No reaction, he’s got a problem alright.

Christine White bit her lip, “Why don’t you hurry up and calm down, take a shower and then go get breakfast.”

“I just want to eat you.” Baird Lane said back looking down at her.

Christine White’s eyes widened instantly, “You …”

She completely did not expect that the man who was always cold and indifferent in his love would actually say such words.

It’s really jaw-droppingly amazing.

“What’s wrong with me?” Baird Lane touched Christine White’s face and looked at her with a smirk.

Christine White slapped his hand away, “What do you say, who did you learn that from?”

“Didn’t learn from anyone.”

Didn’t learn from anyone ….

Is it hard to believe that he still knows how to do it himself?

Christine White stared at the man suspiciously and closely.

A ghostly light crossed the bottom of the man’s eyes, and his thin lips hooked, “Wife, have you regained some strength?”

Christine White doesn’t know what he wants and subconsciously nods, “Recovered some.”

“Now that the strength is back, let’s do it again.” Baird Lane said.

Christine White’s eyes widened, “What? You’re still coming?”

“Yeah, don’t you think it’s bad for your husband, me, to be in this state all the time, so …”

He purposely didn’t finish his sentence, broke over Christine White’s head and kissed her.

Tossed her last night, tossed her all night, and now in the tub.

Christine White whole person is not good, but can not take him, can only let him mess, to the end, she only feel a to white light flashed in front of her eyes, she did not know anything.

Baird Lane looked at his passed out lover, smiled weakly and and gave her a kiss on the cheek before picking her up and stepping out of the tub, heading back to his room, placing her on the bed and tucking her in before going to the checkroom himself to get a change of clothes and opening the door to head out.

I ended up going out and was stopped by a little guy.

The little one looked up at Baird Lane, “Daddy, where’s Mommy?”

The little kid’s voice was soft and melted the heart when he heard it.

Baird Lane looked at his son and bent down to pick him up.

The little one’s body was soft, and smelled of milk, very good to ask, Baird Lane couldn’t help but rub the little one’s face, before answering, “Mommy is still sleeping, why are you up so early?”

“Couldn’t sleep, wanted to see daddy.” Bao blinked back.

Baird Lane let out a soft chuckle, “Mommy is still resting right now, you can visit her when she wakes up okay, for now daddy stays with you.”

“Uh-huh.” Po nodded his little head.

Baird Lane carries him towards the restaurant and, on the way, meets Hugh Dong who is also going to the restaurant.

Hugh Dong was wearing a loose casual outfit and yawning, looking like he hadn’t woken up, Baird Lane looked disgusted, “What do you look like?”

Hugh Dong gave him a contemptuous look, “Come on, I’m a patient who just woke up from a deep sleep not even three months ago, isn’t it normal to have a bad mental head, do you think everyone is you?”

After saying that, Hugh Dong ignored him and looked at little baby in his arms and smiled, “little baby, let uncle hug you.”

Po looks at Hugh Dong, then at Baird Lane, then finally shakes his head and upstairs Baird Lane’s neck.

Baird Lane glanced toward Hugh Dong, smugness clearly written in his eyes.

Hugh Dong cut out, crossed over to the father and son, and approached the dining room.

Aunt Lucy looked at the two large men and one small man who came in, not seeing Christine White, wiped her hands on her apron, and asked, “Where’s the missus, sir?”

“She’s not awake yet.” Baird Lane drew back his chair and placed Bo in it first, then drew back his own chair next to Bo’s and sat down, returning faintly.

Aunt Lucy remembered that their last night was their wedding night and Christine White couldn’t get up properly, slapped her forehead, “Look at me, I’ve forgotten, it’s time to let Mrs. sleep for a little while longer, Mr., the second young master, you guys eat first, I’m going to go to the kitchen again to make a chicken soup for Mrs. to drink when she wakes up.”

After that, Aunt Lucy went down smiling.

Hugh Dong eyed Ken Baird Lane with indignation.

He still had Christine White in his heart, even though he had given her up and recognized her as his sister-in-law.

It was still hard to hear her making merry in the arms of another man, even if that man was his brother.

Baird Lane naturally knew what the way Hugh Dong looked at him meant.

Represents a man’s jealousy.

If it were normal, he’d be sarcastic back, but he’d let it go for now.

Hugh Dong is his brother, Christine White is married to him, Hugh Dong is out of the question, so what’s the point of being sarcastic.

He’s a generous man, so he doesn’t do that kind of thing.

Thinking about it, Baird Lane’s thin lips slightly hooked up, picked up the porridge in front of him, scooped up a spoonful and gently blew on it, feeding it to little baby.

After breakfast, Baird Lane took Bo to The Lane Family Group.

The people of The Lane Family group are stunned to see Bo.

They knew that the president got married yesterday, but they didn’t expect that, just after the marriage, such a big child would appear, this child, it couldn’t be the current wife, right?

“Holy shit, the president is happy to be a father.”

“I also think that the president, who just got married and is a stepfather, feels like a catch.”

The secretarial corps came together and muttered.

Not only them, but other employees of Dong’s Group, were also chatting about this in the group.

Gates, who was peering at the screen, saw it, drew a breath of cold air, and hurriedly bubbled, “What nonsense are you talking about, the young master is the president’s biological son, not a stepson, and the president is not a receiver.”

The crowd in the group had been startled to see that it was Gates who was bubbling up, afraid that he would tell Baird Lane what they were talking about, and ready to dive and slip away.

But see Gates sent the message, and can not resist the itch, stayed, bold on the message to ask, “Lu Special Assistant, that child is the president’s biological child, how is this possible, that child at least four or five years old, right, four or five years ago, the president but with Molly Bort just married it, it is difficult to not the president and Molly Bort married when Cheated on Ms. Camp?”

“No, the president didn’t cheat on his wife, the little young master was born to the president and his previous wife.”

“Former Mrs. So, in that case, Miss Camp is Christine White?”

“That’s right!” Gates didn’t deny it.

The crowd was surprised.

They learned that when Baird Lane announced the death of his first wife a few years ago, it turned out that Christine White, who used to be so bland and unassuming, was actually the president’s wife.

Too bad it doesn’t last long.

But now Christine White has actually swindled!

“Assistant Lu, tell us what’s going on?” Someone was busy asking.

Gates also did not hide, typed out what happened back then, “Mrs. was murdered by Molly Bort back then, fell into the lake, we thought she was dead, but she was rescued and then out of the country, but the president did not know, thought that Mrs. was dead, that’s why he announced that Mrs. was dead, but the president, because of too much sadness, amnesia and forgot to talk to Mrs. in the past. ”This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“And then what?” The crowd gossiped.

“Then Molly Bort took the opportunity to show up in front of the president and take the past and force him to marry her, which he did.”

“So it’s like this, I can probably guess the latter, after Mrs. recovered, she originally wanted to go back to her country to find the president, but she learned that the president was married to another woman, so she gave birth to the young master abroad in anonymity, and didn’t come back until the young master had grown up a bit.”

“You’re right.” Gates gave the man a nod.

Just after the order was taken, the door to the special assistant’s office was pushed open and Baird Lane stood in the doorway pulling Bao with him, “What are you doing?”