Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Chapter 122 You Stay Overnight In The Study

Before reaching the door, Megan changed her mind and sat on the couch in the study instead. Looking at Carlos in admiration, she said, "Aunt Debbie, Uncle Carlos speaks English so well. He used to teach me. Actually, my English grades improved vastly, thanks to his tuition."

The more she droned on and on, the more she irritated Debbie. 'Such an airhead! Can't she just leave us alone?

What joy does she derive from being the third wheel all the time? She keeps showing off her relationship with Carlos again and again! I must put an end to this, ' Debbie mused.

Suddenly, a light bulb went off in her mind. She cradled Carlos' neck and kissed his short hair. It smelt good. "Honey, I've changed my mind. Let me fetch my book for a short lesson as we wait for dinner. I guess it might take Julie and Mom a little longer to cook what they have in mind," Debbie said playfully.

Pleasantly, Carlos curled his lips and stroked her arm. "Alright. Go fetch the book. I'll be here waiting for you."

"Sure. I'll be back in a minute." Before Debbie trotted to get her book, she gave him a kiss on the cheek.

With eyes full of affection, Carlos stared at her retreating figure. Once Debbie was out of sight, he turned to Megan and said, "Why don't you go to the living room and watch TV?"

With a cute smile, Megan answered, "Uncle Carlos, I wish I could join Aunt Debbie for the lesson."

Carlos shrugged as he couldn't find a reason to turn down her request. When Debbie returned with a book in her hand, Megan, still sitting on the couch, cast her a challenging glance.

"Aunt Debbie, Uncle Carlos has agreed to let me join you for the class." With a haughty face, she had her chin and nose up in the air.

Instantly, Debbie fumed, but she did her best not to lose her temper. Just then, an idea struck her. With a fake smile, she conceded, "Okay. Why not?"

Sitting on the couch with Debbie and Megan on either side, Carlos began his lesson.

In a minute or so, Debbie casually put her hand on his lap. Every now and then, she adjusted herself, getting closer and closer to him until, at long last, she completely leaned into his arms.

Occasionally, she'd give him a peck on the cheek or earlobe without Megan noticing. Even Megan could sense something unusual with Carlos. When the class was finally over, he ordered, "Megan, go check if the dinner is ready."

trying to dismiss her so he could be with Debbie alone. She also didn't want to stay here any longer to see Debbie almost getting cozy. Without hesitation, she

to lock the door and came back to Debbie. Before she could say a word, he pressed her against the couch. "Seducing

hands ran over

she allowed him on top, her arms wrapped around her waist. She bit her lips so that she

come to tell them dinner was ready. "Got it," Carlos answered in a low voice. Debbie, who was

Carlos grunted.

would be bad if we...if we...

in so much effort...to make

open slightly, and his

Debbie kept pleading with him to let her go. Eventually, Carlos decided to let her go despite the fact that he didn't come. He caressed her

the frenzy. With the support of the windowsill, she turned around and snapped, "Old man, we'll see to that when the time comes. But you shouldn't be so infatuated.

he dressed, Carlos asked casually, "Deb,

long as I'm free, I usually go for

improve

left Debbie blushing.

he a sex maniac or something?' she cursed

the second floor,

suddenly went soft. If it

his fault!' Debbie cast him a reproachful glance.

she retorted to his naughty smile. Since he didn't deny her causation, Debbie gnashed

to worry about

Even if I don't tell her, she'll know it's all your fault," Debbie joked with a

her, Carlos held her arm and slowly led the way to the dining room, where everything was ready by now. Straightaway, he led her to the sink so that they could wash

while they were in the study. She answered with embarrassment, "Yes, Mom, he is. He's

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