Sweet Wife in Hidden Marriage

Archibald smiled indifferently. He stretched out his hand to prop up on the table and leaned around her slightly, "But I didn't plan to buy it, and I should charge you. You took my car and used my medicine, so you owe me the expenses for gas and medicine." There was an evil charm in his casual tone.

Lillian was trapped in his arms and dared not move. She bent over and stared at him in disbelief. Bargaining with a profiteer like him was really a mistake!

"Those are not voluntary by me, and doesn't count!"

"I don't care if you volunteer or not."

"Why are you so savage and unreasonable? You..." His hot palms suddenly squeezed her waist, and she was speechless in surprise. He lifted his hands up and picked her up easily, not a princess hug, but arrogantly carrying her on his shoulder. She hugged his neck in panic, and said angrily, "Archibald, you are indeed barbaric and unreasonable! You are a fake gentleman! You are inconsistent. Let me down! "She clenched her fist and punched him on the shoulder.

After she finished speaking, he really put her down. He pressed her on the chair, and didn't get angry because of her verbal abuse. Instead, he said in a commanding tone, "You sit here. Don't run around with your bare feet! If your leg is disabled, I won't look after you. "

Lillian sat on the chair and looked up at him. Maybe his intimidation had an effect, for she really didn't step on the floor.

Archibald walked back to the kitchen with satisfaction, and Lillian withdrew her gaze angrily. He said as if she begged him to take care of her, so she sneered in a low voice, "Who wants you to take care of? Nosy!"

After complaining, a bowl of fragrant hot noodles suddenly appeared on the table with a beautiful poached egg on it. She was astonished and looked at Archibald who was sitting next to her dumbly.

"You cooked it?"

talking nonsense, so Archibald didn't answer her, but stuffed the chopsticks into her hand, "Aren't you hungry?

held the chopsticks and looked at the man in front of her for a long time. Was it real? Did he cook noodles for her

Don't worry." After a pause, he said, "Or did you feel relieved after I

sudden

of noodles. She wouldn't eat what he had eaten. Then she would eat his saliva. She didn't want it! She seemed to forget that she was

Archibald's shirt. The shirt was new, and she just removed the sign. She

large, making her petite. The open neckline exposed her collarbone, and the hem just covered her hip. He didn't have suitable pants for her. She wouldn't go out anyway, so it was acceptable to rest like this for one

door and went to sleep

sleep last night,

sound of the door opening on the other side of the guest room. Lillian never imagined that the guest room was connected to the study room, and a door opened from the study

and slender, stood by the bed, and looked down at her sleeping curled up. She was like a

unconsciously. He thought she would wake up, but saw her rubbing in his

gently brushed by a feather, and he felt very warm. He hugged

softness. She woke up in a daze, wrapped in a silk quilt tightly, and a soft

at the quilt and pillow. No wonder she felt warm and soft. She threw away the pillow in her hand to get up, and stopped suddenly. It was strange. She obviously only had one pillow when she slept last night. Why was there one more pillow?

and was puzzled. She looked at the door warily, which was locked well. Forget it. Maybe