The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Emmeline giggled. “Hey, Abel. Why are you nervous? I won’t eat you!”

“You don’t have that gut either.” Abel took off his pajamas and lay on the bed shirtless.

Emmeline gulped when she saw his muscular back.

My hubby is attractive!

However, seeing that his back had fine scratches, Emmeline felt distressed. She could not help but reach to stroke his back gently.

Abel trembled as if stung by a scorpion and shouted, “What are you doing? Don’t take advantage of me!”

“I didn’t!” Emmeline sniffled. “I just feel distressed to see you hurt.”

Abel glanced back at Emmeline, then saw her reddish eyes.

“I’m fine. These injuries are nothing.”

“Do you still hurt?” Emmeline asked softly.

feel tingles when I

out a cotton swab and carefully applied the ointment

felt a pain in his waist, as if

remembered that Emmeline was a medical expert, but it was

teeth. “What did

and turned him over. She lay next to him while hugging his

you tonight. You must not agree. I can only use this

only move his mouth.

Emmeline pinched his nose and giggled. “What am I afraid of? It’s a good way to pursue

Abel refused to admit defeat. “I bet you never

patted his cheek. “I’ll only feel shame if I don’t touch a handsome man like you. I’ll

Abel was pissed off.

you. You’d better not mess with me, or I’ll

afraid.” Emmeline bent down and lay on top of him. “You can’t move now. If I don’t help you, you can only

out a breath as if about

around!”