At night, Tinge was pretending to clean up the room of Creamy Wayne in the guest room. Since she was inWilliams Family, with the elders present, Creamy insisted on sleeping in the guest room instead of staying with Tinge. He did not force her, either.
However, he had actually already planned for the late night to drilled into Creamy'sbed secretly..
Creamy was downstairs chatting with Mrs. Williams,andMrs. Williams was a talkative person. She had chatted with Creamy about the family and company. Mrs. Williams was too old to do work well, and she was too busy dealing with many things. The company wasdeveloping steadily at present, but she didn't have the stamina to make breakthrough to innovate. She only hoped that the younger generation would make contributions. She said that Tinge was busy with his own business, and was unwilling to take over the company, soshe could only let her younger son take over.
After chatting until more than nine o'clock, Mrs. Williamsjust felt too tired to talk anymore. She wanted to sleep and toldconcernly to Creamy togo to bedearlyso thatTinge could take her out to play and eat the local delicacies tomorrow.
Creamy relaxed her mood a lot. She went upstairs and saw Tingewearing a gray colored nightgown after bathing. Creamyfelt swayed in her mind. The sexy appearance of Tinge made her fantasize about him again.
"What did my mother talk to you about? Why do you have so much to talk about?" Tinge looked at her dotingly and asked with a smile.
"Nothing much. we just talked about the daily routine. Your mother hopes that your brother could come over quicklyand help to manage the affairs of the company." Creamy walked in front of him and directly put her hands into his pajamas to keep warm.
Tinge hugged her by the way with his chin on her shoulder and whispered, "I may have to persuade my brother to help with my mom to take some pressure."
"Alright." Tinge held on to Creamy, and she just felt herbrain couldn't thinking. He smelled goodwith the body washing gel, and the lemon scent mixed with the smell of male hormones that belonged to him had made him very tempting.
Creamy, her fingers on his waist became somewhat restless as she stretched down.
The man let out awhisperuncomfortably, andhestared at her with his dark black eyes and remindedhoarsely, "Emma, aren't you going to sleep aloneh tonight?"
Creamy, her movements stiffened, and her blurry eyes instantly woke up. Well, what was she doing?
She was exactly inWilliams Family, yet she still dared to act recklessly.
Felt a little unwillingly, she pinched Tinge hard with her fingers and then she quickly pulled back, causing Tinge's face to swell with pain.
"I'm going back to my room to sleep." Creamyran away with her hands behind her back after behaving badly. And Tinge justfelt helplessabout her wicked behavior, but he still loved her such bad habits very much.
When Creamy returned to her room, she discovered that there was no bathroom in this room, so she obediently carried her pajamas and ran into Tinge's room.
Tinge was half—leaned on the bed and he lazily looked at Creamy and smiled, making Creamy 's heart pounded.
After taking a shower, Creamy came out wearing a white bathrobe. She looked exceptionally charming with her long hair hanging down. The mist blurred her eyes, and she looked blurry.
"Come and sit down. It's still early." Tinge began to coax her again. Out of the question!He was just infatuated with the fragrant scent on her body.
"No, I'm just going back to my room. Good night." It was not that Creamy didn't believe in him. Shejust didn't believe in herself. What if she could't control her hands when she got excited?
Tingefelt somewhat disappointed.
In the unfamiliar room, Creamy was lying on the bed. It felt very soft and comfortable, and the quilt was dry and warm. She hugged the quilt tightly and closed her eyes to sleep.
After sleeping for amount of time, she felt that something crawling into the blanket. It was boiling hot and strong. She rubbedwith her fingersfor a while, then suddenly opened her eyes and woke up.
With the streetlights outside the window reflecting in, she discovered that it was actually Tinge who got into the quilt. Her face immediately turned red, and her fingers stretched downinvoluntarily and pinched him hard.
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