A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Chapter 570 The Substitutes

Walt's body tensed, and a heat wave swept over quickly, almost ignited his blood. He turned around and couldn't wait to hug her.

It didn't matter if there was no electricity. The moonlight was enough.

He lifted her up and walked into the room...

At dawn, Walt fell asleep. Because of the effect of the drug, he slept soundly. Even the thunder might not wake him up.

Eve sat up quietly, endured the pain in her body and tiptoed out of the room. She couldn't be found by him. She just wanted to be his woman. With this night, she would be satisfied even if she died.

She entered the room, changed her clothes, helped the unconscious Essie into the bridal chamber, put her beside Walt, and then walked out quietly.

Everything was perfect.

When the scorching sun rose into the sky and shone in through the window, Walt woke up from his sleep. He turned around and saw the girl beside him. A happy smile appeared on his face. He finally got her and made her his woman!

When Essie opened her eyes, she still felt dizzy. Seeing herself lying next to Walt in thin clothes, she was frightened and flushed with shyness. She grabbed the quilt and wrapped herself up.

Walt stretched out his arms to hold her. "Cathy, you did a good job last night."

Last night?

She shook violently. Last night, after drinking the milk, she seemed to fall asleep and didn't remember what she had done.

"We..." She opened her eyes wide and looked at him in confusion.

"Cathy, we have become a real couple." Walt kissed her red cheek lovingly.

She was even more confused. They had become a couple? Why didn't she know what they had done and how they became a couple? Could they become a couple even if they slept together after marriage?

She swallowed and didn't ask any more questions, keeping all the doubts in her heart. Anyway, he was her husband now. She could do whatever he said.

While she was thinking, a gentle voice came from the other end of the line. "Did I go too far last night?" Last night, he seemed very excited and couldn't control himself at all.

Her thick eyelashes flickered. She thought he was asking her about her head. Every time he touched her and wanted to make out with her, she would have a splitting headache.

So she shook her head and said, "My head doesn't hurt."

Walt smiled helplessly. "You little fool, I'm not asking about your head."

He didn't ask her head, but where. She

asking. He gently rubbed her nose and said, "Are you

didn't have breakfast and her stomach was

change my clothes," she pulled the quilt unconsciously and said

and smiled. "I've already seen it.

face was

and

before, or last night when

Even so, she still didn't want to change her clothes in front

that he was naked, she turned around in a hurry and closed

at her shy face, Walt's desire was aroused again. Men liked young and reserved

frightened and asked in panic, "Steven, what are

want." Walt

She turned her head

headache came over without warning, as if her subconsciousness was

her head.

her. "What's wrong? You have a headache

I'm too hungry," she frowned

have breakfast." Walt was very sorry that he had lost control. He

closed her

a month

His hidden disease was not getting better

and said, "I think she must have the magic power to curse on you when you were a child. Now that she has lost her memory and forgot the way to relieve it from you, so she can't control your hidden

must have shot so many psychic movies,

his eyes five meters away, he could feel it. This aura was like the so-called spiritual connection, making him have

memory, he couldn't feel it, as if all his senses had suddenly disappeared. This

could not. Therefore, he not only

too much about Essie. After this life and death parting, he was even more nervous about her. He didn't

enemy also grasped his mentality, so he

would lose his mind, lose his consciousness and lose the ability

"You haven't touched beauty Yi for so many days. Is she

sighed with distress. He could see that Essie was very disappointed, but he could do nothing about his hidden

Let's drink." He grabbed the cup on the table and drank it up. A little drunkenness could dispel sorrow. Maybe he would recover from his hidden disease if he was

the woman was still awake. She sat on

slightly. He walked over and hugged her. "What's wrong? Do you

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