My Billionaire Husband (Vivian and Morris)

Chapter 197 Get a Double Insurance

"Looks like I'll need to get a double insurance policy when I get back."

Morris teased beside her ear.

It was clearly teasing with her, but Vivian somehow felt like Morris was flirting with her.

This scumbag really didn't have any good intentions.

"Hey, can you keep your distance?"

Even though the extraordinary, handsome and dashing Morris was the right man in the hearts of

thousands of young girls in L City, Vivian was the exception to the rule.

She carried her own barrier, instinctively shielding herself from all the ambiguous 'attacks' outputted at

her from Morris, and would never fall for it.

When Morris turned slightly sideways, Vivian freed her left hand and struck back hard, her elbow hitting

him in the chest.

Beside her ears, the wind blowed, and Vivian could still hear a soft cry from Morris.

"Stop it, it's dangerous."

After all, they were riding a motorcycle, and even though Morris was in pain, he didn't let go of the

handlebars with both hands.

His voice was low, magnetic, but it was somewhat serious, like a rebuke to her, but with a hint of

reluctance.

Vivian's heart stuttered, fluttering.

Shit, the fucking charm.

"Stop, stop, stop."

She immediately shouted, trying to get Morris to stop.

"Sit well, I will take you home."

"Who told you I was going home? I don't want to."

"What, planning on sleeping rough tonight?" He glanced at the woman in his arms and said next to her

ear, "It's three in the morning."

"I don't want to sleep, I can't sleep."

Vivian gave an arrogant grunt.

She was literally unable to sleep.

"Then I'll take you somewhere."

Morris sped up, the bike went faster, but very smoothly.

Turn right at the intersection ahead and continue east.

Vivian just leaned into his arms, from the initial discomfort to the later relief, she didn't seem to resist

that much anymore.

Another half hour later, at the bottom of a hill, he rode his motorcycle up the hill and finally stopped on a

platform halfway up.

Further up, instead of a flat concrete path, there were steps.

As the two got out of the car, Vivian asked, "What is this place?"

"Follow me."

With the key in hand, Morris turned and walked up the steps. Vivian followed, climbing a hundred steps

to a lookout with a more open and spacious view.

The two walked over to the watchtower and sat on the chairs, before Morris said, "Look up."

Vivian leaned back in the chair, raised her leg and crossed it over the fence by the observation deck, so

that when she looked at it, she could just take in the thousands of stars above the dark night sky.

"So many stars, so pretty."

Her irritated heart gradually calmed down as she quietly looked at the starry sky, "I haven't really seen

the stars so quietly since I came to L City."

She suddenly raised her hand and pointed to the stars overhead, "Look, the seven brightest ones

connected together are Big Dipper."

"It's beautiful."

Morris’ arm rested on the chair, and Vivian raised her head to lean back, resting her head right on his

arm.

With those words, he took his phone, editing a message before putting it away.

"Do you think...... the stars in the sky have worries?"

With a frustrated sigh, she asked casually, but invisibly revealed that she was preoccupied.

Morris looked sideways in the darkness, and she was unaware of how soft his eyes were.

"Every experience and encounter is a kind of refinement, and when one endures more, one will be

'invulnerable to swords and all poisons'." He paused and continued, "So it may not always be a bad Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

thing."

"Fair point."

Vivian nodded, then shook her head and smacked her lips, "You really a businessman, so good at

talking, it's a pity not to be a pyramid sales leader."

Morris’ face froze, and finally shook his head helplessly with a smile.

The two sat on the lookout, chatting with each other, and Vivian's irritation gradually dissipated until

four thirty, when she fell asleep tiredly.

Unknowingly, her head rested on Morris’ shoulder.

At that moment a few beams of light flashed in the darkness, accompanied by the sound of shuffling

feet, and someone came up.

When the men saw Morris, they didn't say anything when they saw a gesture from him, but instead

propped up an excellent quality folding bed, spread a layer of cushion and pillows, put down a thin quilt,

and crept away.

Morris turned slightly with very light movements to pick her up and walked over to the bed to set her

down.

He lay down next to her in a submissive manner.

Perhaps it was because his presence made Vivian feel an inexplicable sense of security as she drifted

off to sleep.

The night was slightly cooler in autumn.

The sun was only rising over the horizon at 6:30 in the morning.

Morris had been up all night, looking at her. He wanted to take her to see the stars and the sunrise, but

at this moment, she was asleep.

Morris got up, took his phone, turned on the camera, made some adjustments, and prepared to record

the sunrise.

However ......

"What are you doing, Morris? Are you a pervert? You're videoing me even when I'm sleeping?"

As if she sensed something, Vivian suddenly opened her eyes and was a little annoyed to see Morris

holding the phone and pointing it at her.

She sat up from the bed in a flash, looking around, and it dawned on her that they were on the lookout.

"Where did this bed come from ......"

"Look there."

Without any explanation, Morris simply pointed to the end of the sky where the mountains overlapped.

Vivian looked back and realized that a red sun had popped up at the end of the mountain, and the wan

red sun mapped out a million red hues, and the mountains were caged in a layer of orange glow, and

the mist between the mountains was indistinct, surging with the breeze, just like a stunning painting.

"It's beautiful."

Vivian sat on the bed and wrapped the thin quilt over her body.

The early mornings are extraordinarily cold in autumn.

With the benefit of hindsight, she realized that Morris had brought her here to see the stars and,

incidentally, the sunrise.

Morris moved to sit beside her, "Sure you don't want to take a picture?"

"Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah."

Vivian reached out and touched the phone in her pocket, and found that it was unresponsive, "My

phone is out of battery." Saying that, she glanced at Morris’ phone, "Can't you just lend me yours to

take a few pictures and send them to me?"

She put down her phone and simply grabbed Morris’ phone in a domineering manner.

She turned on the camera, and took a few pictures in the distance in a serious manner.

After it was done, Vivian opened the photo album and flipped through the photos she had taken one by

one.

As she was flipping, a picture presented itself.

In the background of the photo is a rainbow high in the hills of Dongpu village, and the two were

standing on the edge of the hill, posing with the rainbow.

And in the photo, Vivian looked at the camera and made a yay gesture, while the man beside her

inclined his head and looked at her with softness in his eyes.

The smile on Vivian's face gradually stiffened.

She had been in a relationship, and it was easy to see Morris took fancy on her in this

picture.