Anna was lying on her back under the covers deleting her black history.
The moment she was patted on her buttocks, she leapt out of the quilt.
At this glance, her sight saw Alexander standing beside the bed and asked in dismay, "Honey, why are you hitting me?"
At this time, Alexander's fingers slightly closed, also not expecting to touch her buttocks.
Then, he lightly and invisibly narrowed his eyes and explained, "Didn't hit you, what are you doing?"
Hearing his query, Anna unobtrusively hid her cell phone to the side and vaguely said, "I'm chatting with my brothers, you didn't hit me, so are you touching me?"
The point is, can touching through the covers feel good?
"You already washed up?"
Alexander didn't answer her query, eyeing her as she got out from under the covers.
With her long, messy hair and flushed cheeks, even her unsteady breathing, she suddenly lost her concentration and was actually imagining things.
"Well, I'm all washed up, Honey hurry up and get in the shower, I'll wait for you to go to bed."
Anna didn't even know how provocative her current appearance was in Alexander's eyes.
At this moment, Alexander converged his eyes to answer a sound, is a little anxious to withdraw his eyes, can not continue to look at her.
The difference is that Anna somewhat deliberately urged him, is the heart is weak want to quickly delete finished.
Married cohabitation life is so intimate.
Especially after dark, looking up and down.
Alexander's footsteps went straight to the bathroom, pushed open the door, the faint fragrance in the air was left behind by Anna after her shower.
Her belongings were growing, like traces of a forceful invasion.
For a split second Alexander chuckled low and softly at the thought of something, closing the door behind him he began to undress and wash.
Until the sound of water was heard coming from the bathroom.
Anna then made sure that Alexander wouldn't suddenly appear and grabbed all the black history and deleted it.
However, I don't know if it's because she's gotten into the habit of following Alexander's routine over the past few days, but she surprisingly feels a little sleepy as well.
"I think my lipstick is still in the bathroom, Honey, are you done washing?"
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped just in time.
Abruptly, Anna got up straight away and ran over to the bathroom door, which was unlocked and opened with a push.
Alexander was hearing the sound of the door opening turned back.
Having just finished showering, he was wearing just a towel around his waist, shirtless, his skin still dense with wet heat.
"Wow~"
Anna stood in the doorway like a perverted voyeur, staring at Alexander's body and making this exaggerated noise.
This wheat-colored chest, these wall-to-wall abs, this sexy mermaid line .....
The perfect face to go with the perfect body, but unfortunately, it wasn't hers yet.
"Anna, seen enough?"
Her eyes hurriedly forced themselves up to meet Alexander's gaze.
"Honey, so you don't like to lock the door even when you shower, I'll come in and get my lipstick."
Anna's feet ran in to get the lip balm and left.
However, the next second after closing the door, she pushed in and said, "Honey, you have a great body."
Alexander didn't realize he was being molested by her!
Originally, he was trying his best to calm down while he was in the shower.
On the contrary, Anna suddenly ran in and teased him, and with this teasing, all his defenses collapsed.
He closed his eyes and only let out a sigh.
Is this kind of cohabitation life torturing her or is it torturing him?
But Anna, who had run away after the tease, waited quite a long time in the room before seeing Alexander change into his pajamas and walk out.
She reached out and patted the bed next to her and said with a smile, "Honey, it's time to sleep."
Abruptly, Alexander pursed his thin lips lightly and invisibly as he felt his restraint being challenged in the most severe way.
"Can you sleep even this early?"
"Yes, I can, in your arms."
Anna was telling the truth.
At first there were nightmares, but then she didn't realize how comfortable the sleep was, especially with him on her pillow.
At the moment, Alexander lay down on the other side of the bed, eyeing her as she came right up close, his breathing suddenly becoming heavy.
Originally Anna didn't care, but suddenly thinking about what Jason had said, she couldn't help but lay on her side and tilt her head up to look at him.
"Honey, am I well-behaved when I'm asleep?"
"Not well behaved."
It was obvious she hadn't done anything, but she was able to ruffle his feathers so easily.
Alexander's lightly frowning expression gave away a hint of concealment.
At those words, Anna was stunned and muttered doubtfully, "It shouldn't be, wasn't I very well-behaved after I fell asleep?"
"Who said you're well-behaved when you're asleep?"
Alexander's eyes were dangerous, and the words sounded uncomfortable.
Angry again? Jealous again?
Anna peered at Alexander's facial reaction and explained, "I said it myself, it's not like I've slept with anyone else, you're the first."
"That's why I said you misbehaved when you fell asleep."
"When Jason said you didn't sleep well, was it really because of me?"
Asking the question, Anna leaned over and tentatively moved her head to the side.
Originally she was leaning against his shoulder, and the distance came out instantly.
Almost subconsciously, Alexander blocked and said, "It's not because of you."
But after saying that, he felt that his intentions were exposed too obviously and added, "If you don't want to sleep here, you can share a bed."
Separate beds means separate rooms, so far apart, how to repay the favor!
Abruptly, Anna refused without even thinking, "I'm comfortable sleeping here, I'm not going to leave, in short, it's just not me affecting your rest, tomorrow I'll go rebut Jason."
What was seen in Alexander's line of sight was her sleeping position with her head resting indulgently on her arm.
"Honey, good night."
"Uh-huh."
The lights went out in the bedroom room.
It had been a tiring day and Anna was fast asleep.
However, the rise and fall of Alexander's obviously unusual breath was something that took a long time to settle.
Originally Anna was quite a good sleeper and basically didn't move around.
However, how could that small hand that seemed to be soft and boneless move restlessly on his body?
Alexander suddenly opened his eyes, his breath slightly disorganized, and his large hand pressed down on her small hand, stopping just short of a dangerous position.
"Anna, did you do that on purpose?"
His voice became husky and compelling.
Anna was really asleep, surprisingly muttered in her sleep, "Good figure ...."
"Good figure you have to touch it with your hands? If you touch it again, something will happen."
Alexander knew that Anna couldn't hear himself, but he still leaned down to her ear to warn her.
So the warning had no effect.
Anna's fingers were still unconsciously teasing, her head rubbing against his embrace, murmuring a soft cry for his Honey.
At such a warm moment.
Her delicate and soft voice shouting out like this was more like another shy signal.
At this moment, Alexander felt his body temperature increasing.
"Anna, do you know the consequences of touching me like this?"
As he spoke, without warning, he rolled over and pinned the little woman in his arms underneath him.