Mr. Law's Official Announcement: He is a Wife-Doting Fanatic!
Chapter 207: Be Good, Don’t Hide...
The bathtub in Starfall Bay Villa was custom-made. Not to mention fitting two people, it could easily accommodate five or six adult men.
Cecilia Vaughn was probably genuinely tempted, as she exerted considerable force and caught Adrian Law off guard, pulling him into the bathtub.
In an instant, water splashed everywhere.
The lighting in the washroom was a warm white, and the droplets of suitably warm water trickled down the girl’s face, so beautifully, flowing bit by bit over her delicate collarbone, her slender waist...
Adrian Law’s gaze grew increasingly intense, as if it was tinted with the sharp glint of a wolf.
The scene before him was truly beautiful...
The man swallowed, feeling as if his entire being was engulfed in flames, which converged irresistibly toward his lower abdomen.
His voice emerged slightly hoarse.
"Cecilia, don’t mess around."
But Cecilia Vaughn, deeply engulfed in sleep, was completely unaware of any danger, and she continued to tug at Adrian Law’s hand like a mischievous child.
"I want to eat roasted pig’s trotters... boo, pig’s trotters are bad, don’t hide..."
The girl’s body was soft and tender, like a jelly that rebounded, and though Adrian Law initially intended to clean her properly, Cecilia Vaughn was determined to play around.
She latched onto Adrian Law tightly, with her gleaming white cheek pressing involuntarily against the man’s warm and slender palm.
"Good pig’s trotters, you’re mine. Just see, I must eat you today..."
The girl was completely unaware that saying "eat you" in this situation could be quite provocative to the man.
Adrian Law’s entire body stiffened, and the more he looked at Cecilia Vaughn, the more intensely the fire burned, leading him to embrace her, eyes glimmering with danger.
"Are you sure you really want to eat me?"
"Mm-hmm, pig’s trotters, so fragrant, give me a bite..."
In a daze, Cecilia Vaughn didn’t even open her eyes, yet her long, curled eyelashes fluttered slightly, like a butterfly gently flapping its wings, stirring a feeling of heartbeat.
As his beloved nestled so obediently in his arms, if Adrian Law truly had no thoughts, then he wouldn’t be a man!
He’s truly defeated by this little enchantress!
Adrian Law gazed deeply at Cecilia Vaughn, gathering her body that was fairer than snow, and his thin lips drifted down to her collarbone.
The room was filled with mist, while Cecilia Vaughn’s cheeks blushed like peach blossoms, not knowing whether from heat or sleepiness.
Though she was not fully conscious, she instinctively lifted her arm and lightly tapped Adrian Law’s chest in mild annoyance.
"Naughty pig’s trotters, I want to nibble you, not let you nibble me..."
Pfft—
"Good Cecilia, whether I eat you or you eat me, isn’t it just the same?"
Adrian Law let out a low laugh at the corners of his lips, coaxing gently, much like a big bad wolf enticing a little white rabbit with immense patience.
Cecilia usually was as resilient as a flower growing on a cliff, fearless against the wind and snow. He had never seen the girl so soft and adorable, which made him treasure her even more.
He bent down, his large palm slowly caressing Cecilia Vaughn, and the more he explored, the more his breathing became urgent.
Cecilia Vaughn felt someone both "nibbling" and "touching" her. Even in her dreams, she could discern the clean bamboo scent from Adrian Law, causing her to instinctively give up resisting, though she continued to mumble her long-coveted pig’s trotters in her dreams.
"Mmm... naughty pig’s trotters, don’t tickle me, I itch... ah-ha..."
The girl’s voice unconsciously carried a hint of allure, and merely listening to it brought a reaction from Adrian Law’s body. He took a slight breath, forcibly suppressing the fiery demand surging through his blood.
"Cecilia, wake up..."
If the beginning with Cecilia Vaughn were to occur while she was not clear-headed, Adrian Law felt it would be somewhat regretful.
No matter the time or place, he always hoped to respect her and provide her with the most beautiful experience.
...
The man supported Cecilia Vaughn’s nape with his hand, gently kissing the side of her face, his thin lips gradually reaching her eyebrows, kissing her fluttering eyelashes to rouse her tenderly.
Finally, Cecilia Vaughn abandoned the obsession with pig’s trotters. Her expression drowsy, her imagination inadvertently wandered to the little white bundle at home.
"Mmm... naughty Mimi, kissing me again, all slobbery, no kissing, no kissing..."
Cecilia Vaughn’s expression remained drowsy, and she lightly patted the man’s shoulder with her eyes closed.
The clear water in the bathtub illuminated every part of the girl’s body, radiant and jade-like.
Adrian Law’s Adam’s apple moved intensely, feeling a mixture of amusement and helplessness.
How could he possibly resemble Mimi, that lazy cat?
Truly, he’s been utterly defeated by the sleeping Cecilia.
Adrian Law had beads of sweat forming on his forehead. Cecilia Vaughn’s body was bare, while he still wore his black shirt and trousers, and with the sweat mixing with the steam in the room, it made the man appear even more irresistibly enticing.
"Cecilia... open your eyes and look at me, who am I?"
Initially, he coaxed patiently, and when Cecilia Vaughn didn’t respond, he pecked at her lips, kissing meticulously and tenderly.
His tall body half-pressed against hers gently, though his gaze seemed like a poised leopard ready to pounce.
Cecilia Vaughn, weakened by his kisses, couldn’t help but let out a small whimper similar to a kitten.
"Naughty Mimi, you’ve gotten heavier again... get off quickly... you’re squashing me, boo..."
Perhaps she was truly exhausted to the extreme, for after saying those words, her body softened, and she fell toward the wall, emitting soft snores.
Was she completely asleep?
...
Adrian Law was startled, letting out a helpless sigh at the corner of his mouth.
His head was throbbing, and his lower abdomen ached intensely.
He wanted to shake awake this captivating yet unknowing little enchantress but was also worried that Cecilia Vaughn was truly exhausted, unable to withstand any disturbance.
Well, well, well, she’s truly destined to vex him!
Adrian Law sighed indulgently and unknowingly, resigned to lifting her and adjusting the boneless, limp girl, striving to dismiss distractions and clean her body.
The man’s touch was gentle and meticulous, and after quite some time, he finally finished cleaning.
Then Adrian Law dried the girl’s body, patiently fetched a hairdryer, and thoroughly dried Cecilia Vaughn’s drenched hair.
Lastly, he wrapped Cecilia Vaughn in a furry coral blanket and carefully tucked her into bed, afraid she’d catch a cold.
After completing everything, Adrian Law finally hurried to take a cold shower.
He had no choice; if he didn’t cool himself with cold water, he was afraid he couldn’t restrain himself.
Cecilia, oh Cecilia, he truly wondered how long this little enchantress would keep him waiting...
...
At Starfall Bay, Cecilia Vaughn was sleeping sweetly, while at Stellerton Dawnlight Hospital, Fiona Vaughn was tossing and turning in the inpatient department!
Why hasn’t Tyson come over yet?!
Didn’t she send a message saying she was pregnant?
Fiona Vaughn furrowed her brow, and to relieve stress, she casually opened Stellerton University’s campus forum.
Unexpectedly, the top post shocked her to her core!