Sherman felt that Kingsley was spoiled and it was she who spoiled him.
Sherman felt his breathing on her lips. And she felt a tingling, like an electric current running through her lips.
"Don't you remember that I am your master? You have to listen to me. Otherwise, you'll get punished." She said in a smug tone.
He responded with a warm, fiery kiss, "Well, only you can dictate me..."
In the afternoon, the two went out shopping for some household items. When they passed the roadside stalls, Sherman stood still and refused to go.
Walking ahead, Kingsley was talking on the phone, and when he hung up the phone, only to find that Sherman wasn't with him. Narrowing his eyes, he immediately looked over his shoulder.
Her cheeks were scarlet. Standing in front of the baked sweet potato stand, Sherman licked her lips, which seemed that she wanted one.
Kingsley couldn’t help laughing. He walked over and took her hand, "Let's go." "I want one." Sherman looked eagerly at the baked
sweet potatoes.
"But you can't eat it..." Kingsley said gently. "You have diarrhea recently, so it's not appropriate for you to eat sweet potatoes..."
"I want to one, only one!" Sherman raised her head with an aggrieved and accusing look. "Baked sweet potatoes taste incredibly good now. When it is getting warmer, baked sweet potato won't smell as good as it i s now. I haven't eaten any through the whole winter!"
After Sherman got pregnant, she occasionally behaved like a child who would throw a tantrum and was obsessive about something.
Kingsley enjoyed this change in her character. He could no longer persist, so he paid the stall owner and picked a well-baked sweet potato.
Sherman smiled with her eyes narrowed, who could not wait to reach out and take it.
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