My Quick-witted Baby (Arabella and Kenneth)

Chapter 349

Arabella did not think much about Tyrone two years ago, but Tyrone fell in love with her at first sight

and even came to Hardgrad to pursue her.

The battle for her had already begun. His aunt and younger brother were determined to win him, and

he had to watch her standing next to Tyrone, both wearing dazzling halos and entangled with each

other. He could only stand there and watch, not doing anything. This was not him.

Kenneth had immersed himself in the business world for so many years. He had been playing in the

business world since he was a teenager, and he never showed mercy to his enemies. He was best at

attacking, and he had never encountered a situation where he had to sit back and be beaten.

In Arabella's bright and beautiful eyes, Kenneth hugged her tender shoulder and held her tightly in his This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

arms. Then, he whispered, "Well, I don't mind. You can go."

He thought that he couldn't do anything to her after all, such as crushing her wings and imprisoning her

beside him.

He could stand still for her and do nothing, and he could also endure the repeated provocations of his

enemies for her.

"Mr. Lucero, thank you." Arabella thanked him sweetly.

Kenneth hooked up his thin lips to create a seductive curve. "Mrs. Lucero, if you are truly grateful, you

shouldn't just say it."

"... " Arabella pushed him away quickly, accidentally leaving some bubbles on his handsome face, and

ran away.

Kenneth grabbed her waist and pulled her back, leaning down to kiss her red lips. "Mrs. Lucero, it's

been a long time since I've disciplined you. You owe me again."

Arabella giggled in his arms, sounding like a crisp bell, and dodged his kiss. "No, I haven't washed my

hands yet, and there are bubbles..."

"You can wash your hands later. You have to wash them anyway."

...

After a long time of fooling around, Arabella fell asleep quickly. In a dazed state, she felt someone

kissing her again. Her slender eyelashes trembled, and she opened her sleepy eyes.

It was already late now. Though she didn't know the certain time. The bedroom was lit by a soft yellow

light. She felt heavy on her body, as if someone was pressing on her...

Arabella lifted her hand to cover her eyes, then her soft white fingers threaded through the man's short

hair and pulled him up with a slight force. "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Kenneth looked at the girl's awakening appearance, her clear eyes dim and innocent, pure to the

extreme. But he had added a hint of feminine softness, making him unable to move his gaze away.

He whispered in a hoarse voice, "Did I wake you up? The pizzle soup you made kept me awake."

Only then did Arabella feel the heat emanating from his body. She realized that she had only washed

her hands not too long ago...

"How about I give you a shot?" she suggested.

Kenneth burst out laughing, placing his hands on her sides and looking down at her. "Bella, I'm your

husband. Besides studying medicine, have you not learned about the relationship between men and

women? What I want is not a shot, but you."

After speaking, Kenneth lifted the quilt and went to take a cold shower in the bathroom.

Arabella lay in bed, closing her eyes. He had ruined all her sleepiness. She sat up, and her black shirt

slid off her shoulders.

Arabella covered her neckline and touched her reddened face. She didn't know what got into her to buy

him pizzle.