Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 1204

Anthea candidly gave Leonardo a look of "I'm henpecked. So what?"

After Adam returned home from the Chin's Mansion, it was dark in the house. No one responded to his calling for a long time. He thought Anthea must have fallen asleep. However, after searching for the master bedroom and guest bedroom, he couldn't see her.

Adam became very anxious.

He called her several times, but no one picked up the phone.

Adam was out of choice but to ask his one of his friends working in the police station to locate Anthea's mobile phone through satellite positioning methods of criminal investigation. They easily learned that Anthea and her mobile phone were in an Internet cafe.

Now, Adam's face was still gloomy, and he poked his index finger on Anthea's forehead.

Then, he picked up the crutch, bent over, and lifted her up from the sofa.

At this time, Anthea was not angry with Adam at all. Instead, she just let him do anything he liked. Her leg with plaster hang in the air, and her body curled up in his arms like a little kitten. She lowered her face and didn't make any sound.

After Adam and Anthea left the room, Leonardo looked at the computer screen with blank eyes. The game character he chose was killed again. What's worse, some other players reported to the video game platform that Leonardo had "intentionally lose the game many times in order to make trouble for the other players"!

His rank in WOW had fallen from Level 42 to Level 24 because of punishment from the platform...

Leonardo sadly found that the quarreling between Anthea and Adam finally resulted in the complete failure of his character, Paladin, in WOW!

Adam drove Anthea back home.

The crutch was directly left in the car. He carried her all the way from the underground parking lot to home by elevator, just like what he did in the Internet cafe.

Adam put Anthea on the sofa. He had noticed that she had been lowering her eyelashes all the way back. She looked aggrieved and downhearted, like a kitten who lost its master's love. He smiled, and his darkened face relaxed a little.

He opened the refrigerator and saw that the food he prepared for her had not moved. He could not help

sighing.

"Are you hungry?" Adam asked her.

"Well..." Anthea honestly covered her empty stomach with her hands.

Adam sighed again. He told her to wait. He then took the food out of the refrigerator and went to the kitchen to cook them for her.

The kitchen ventilator was buzzing in the quiet night.

In winter nights in the north, when the lamps were lighted up, the houses would look like small castles.

Anthea stood tip-toed and looked at the kitchen of their small castle. She saw that Adam's tall and strong figure was standing in front of the stove. He was wearing an apron, but his short black hair, as well as his prominent and square chin, marked the man of power and determination. Even if she could only see one side of his face, he was still as handsome as Mars, the God of War.

Adam frowned and tasted the soup seriously.

Anthea couldn't take her eyes off this handsome man of hers. It seemed that the bad mood she previously had was now almost dispelled by her admiration of the masculine features of her boyfriend.

Alas... Anthea was always such a fragile woman in the face of a handsome man!

Adam made her some soup again, cooked a bag of deep-frozen dumplings, and then fried the dumplings with olive oil on a flat pan.

This was Anthea's favorite dish. When Adam cooked for her for the first time, he made fried dumplings, which looked golden and tasted crispy. She loved them so much!

They were as silent as they were on their way back while sitting there for dinner. Adam didn't eat anything. He simply watched her eating.

After the meal and washing-up, he held her in his arms, carried her into the bedroom, and put her down on the big bed.

As soon as her neck touched the pillow, Adam held her face with his palms and kissed her directly.

Anthea's lips were sealed unexpectedly by the kiss.

She panted, but she naturally wouldn't struggle against his attempt.

Adam's breath was strong, and his kissing skills were superb. He did not let go of her until her pink lips were red and bulging.

His finger pulps with gun calluses rubbed the corners of her mouth, and he watched her trembling in his arms. After that, he propped up an arm, looked at her, and questioned her. "Tell me. Why di n't you listen to me?"

Anthea was silent.