Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 671

Mason looked at Janet; although he spoke in a calming tone, it carried with it an inexplicable emotion. “What do you plan to give me as a gift?”

While listening to him, she pursed her lips. Do people blatantly ask others for gifts? The light in her eyes flickered slightly as her voice remained cold and indifferent. “I haven’t thought about it.”

“It’s alright.” He then snatched her phone and leaned his body against her. “If you are my birthday gift this year, I’ll be even happier.”

With both of her hands pressed against the man’s chest, her voice became hoarse. “Your hand is still injured. Get up. Get up now.”

“Show me something and I’ll get up.” He refused to let go and used his injury to force her hand instead.

Janet could only sigh helplessly as she gently kissed the man’s thin lips with just a touch to comfort him. Unexpectedly, the man used his right hand to lift the back of her head and immediately deepened the kiss.

At the Lowry Residence, Janet sat in the living room while eating some fruits stoically to replenish her energy. If I actually give myself to the man on his birthday, I wonder how he’ll torture me.

she thought about what was going to happen, her hands and feet immediately

in the living room, she went over and asked quietly, “Miss Jackson, why are you sitting here alone in

shook her head. “It’s

of Sean from the corner of her

only saw him returning to the house from outside, as if he was about

lips and called

glasses while a trace of joy flashed through his eyes. Then, he walked toward

she crossed her legs and lowered her voice. “About… What kind of gifts does your master like?” To be honest, although I’ve been with him for such a long time, I never truly understood his interest and

not interested in anything. He also did not have any hobbies at all. Therefore, it was really difficult to know

not many things that Young Master Mason likes.” With that,

Janet raised her brows as she found it a little

ring necklace—the ones made for lovebirds. If he