Daniel Marshall's handsome face was magnified in front of Olivia Jenkins.
Daniel was about to kiss Olivia.
Olivia involuntarily trembled her eyes, wondering whether to keep her eyes open or close.
All of a sudden, Daniel kissed her on the chin.
In that moment, Olivia froze entirely, unmoving.
"Wife, you are drooling!" Daniel's voice was deep, pleasant, as captivating as a sonorous cello, stirring her heart.
A devilish smile appeared on Daniel's lips.
Olivia gritted her teeth, pursed her lips, and gave Daniel a sidelong glance.
When did she drool?
Even if she did, that would only be the juice dripped from the black pepper cowboy bone she was eating.
"Wife…"
Olivia was on guard, one hand on Daniel's chest, "Sit well, eat your breakfast, don't disturb me."
Daniel's upper body still leaning towards Olivia, a seductive charm rippled across his lips which soon vanished, "Wife, whatever you want to do, feel free to do it!"
