Silly Bride

Chapter 19

for Xavier’s necktie was neat and remained untouched. “Kiki purposely helped me change the bedsheet this morning. She also put on the sleepwear in my wardrobe and said she would teach me how to be your wife at night.” Winnie continued to act stupid and grabbed the chance to badmouth Kylie. Little did she know that her words made Xavier’s desire burn even more fiercely. Xavier said with an increasingly croaky voice, “Did you say… she wanted to teach you how to be my wife? Well, how did you answer her?” Winnie was in a daze, blinking her eyes. What does he mean? Does he want to take me to the bed? Wasn’t he uninterested when I pretended to flirt with him unintentionally? Why isn’t he bothered now by the fact that I’m stupid? “Why don’t you say something, huh?” Xavier almost couldn’t resist his desire and wanted to kiss Winnie’s rosy, sexy lips. What does Dumbo taste like? Will she remain innocent and cute like how she usually behaves? “Tell me—how did you answer her.” Xavier felt that the desire in his body was burning and would explode at any time. The one-point-nine-meter-tall Xavier bent down toward Winnie and said with a raspy but alluring voice, “Dumbo, tell me—do you know what it means to be someone’s wife?” Is he serious? He seems to be in heat! Anyway, he looks charming and enticing now. Should I do it tonight? At that thought, Winnie pretended to lose her grip on the blanket, revealing her thin sleepwear before Xavier. Under the light, her pink sleepwear with cartoon images revealed her curvy figure. “Handsome, my blanket has fallen to the floor. It’s cold. I want a hug from you!” Winnie quickly threw herself into Xavier’s arms. Xavier’s body stiffened once her soft body leaned against his. The one-hundred-and-sixty-seven-centimeter-tall Winnie was petite but matched Xavier’s height perfectly. As Winnie wrapped her arms around his waist, she could feel his body burning. “Handsome, your body is hot. I happen to feel cold now. It’s so warm, and I love it.” After a while, Xavier shouted with an increasingly croaky voice, “Dumbo! Do you know what you’re doing?” “I’m doing… Mmm…” Before Winnie could finish,