Since Andrew spoke very softly, Ashley didn't hear what he said.
When Ashley woke up, she turned over to her side. But she bumped into what seemed like a broad wall of muscle. Instantly, she could feel that the skin was very warm.
She clearly felt the contours of the muscles in his body and her hands found their way to his tight abdomen.
Ashley was stunned for a while. When she opened her eyes, she saw Andrew's chest right in front of her. And she found her hand on top of both his pectorals.
While Ashley was still in a daze and hadn't come to her senses, Andrew's voice came from above her head.
"Do you want to touch my muscles more?" Ashley couldn't see his face, but she could imagine that he was smiling broadly.
However, the answer that Ashley gave even surprised her.
She actually refused and said no.
As soon as she responded, Ashley couldn't help but have the urge to bite her tongue off.
She couldn't believe how she had answered his question at all.
"No, I didn't mean it like that. I'm just—It was enough for me," Ashley explained right away.
After that, she quickly took her hand back.
She felt a little annoyed that Andrew was obviously teasing her. She then wondered, 'Shouldn't he have left early in the morning?
But why was he still here?'
"It's okay. If you're not yet satisfied, just take your time... I am your husband, after all. So of course, you have the right to touch me,"
Andrew whispered while moving closer to her.
Ashley's eyebrows unknowingly twitched.
Andrew was very shameless so early in the morning.
Since he was teasing her like that, Ashley figured that he wouldn't mind if she were to really do what he just said.
Before Andrew could react, Ashley threw herself at him. Her hands roamed all over his body. Afterward, she swiftly ran into the bathroom.
After she left, Andrew could vaguely hear Ashley's voice coming from the bathroom. With a hint of pride in her tone, it seemed like she was saying, "Well, I'm done with touching your body. Now, you will have to do whatever you like to satisfy yourself in bed."
The expression on Andrew's face turned gloomy when he heard her from the bathroom.
In the early hours of the day, it was clear to Ashley that men had the strongest sexual desires.
Andrew laughed in his deep voice.
A while after that, Ashley and Andrew came out of the bedroom together.
Walking in front of him, Ashley looked impassive. She was totally indifferent to Andrew who was behind her. While trying to ease her sore hands, she didn't know how many times she had already cursed Andrew in her head.
She was too annoyed for being teased, so how could she still be so affectionate towards him?
"Are you mad?"
Ashley was ignoring Andrew, but that didn't mean that Andrew would ignore her as well.
Andrew stepped forward to catch up with her. He then held Ashley's hand. His tone, which was usually firm and rigid, was soft and gentle this time. "I'm sorry. Let me help you soothe your hands."
But Ashley only rolled her eyes at him.
She didn't want to believe him.
After all, every man on the planet was skilled in telling lies.
However, when her gaze met his, Ashley couldn't help but simply nod at him.
Andrew's eyes lit up. He held Ashley's hand and gently rubbed it for her.
To her surprise, the way he was massaging her hand actually worked. Soon enough, she felt comfortable.
"My lady, Master."
When Linda saw how intimate the couple was, she looked at them with a smile on her aging face.
Ashley and Andrew seemed to get along quite well with each other. This was what Linda and their staff wanted to see all the time.
However, Ashley felt a little uncomfortable, knowing that someone was watching them. She wanted to withdraw her hand from Andrew's immediately.
But she couldn't.
So she simply glared at Andrew and said, "Let go of me."
"No, I want to massage your hands."
"Let go of me, for now."
Andrew didn't say anything more. He just continued massaging without releasing her hand.
Seeing how the young couple was flirting with each other, Linda almost burst into laughter.
"Master, my Lady, I have already prepared breakfast. You may now go to the dining area to eat."
"Thank you, Linda."
Then, Linda politely left with a smile.
It was not until Linda was out of earshot that Ashley abruptly pulled her hand out of Andrew's.
When she reached the table, Ashley noticed that it was full of her favorite things to eat for breakfast.
Ashley filled a bowl of porridge for herself and took a spoon. Upon tasting it, she closed her eyes in satisfaction. Somehow, everything suited her taste a lot.
Seeing this, Andrew knew that it was impossible for Ashley to fill a bowl of porridge for him.
However, he probably deserved it since he had gone too far in teasing her this morning.
Although, if Andrew were given the choice to do it again, he would not change a thing.
He looked at the bowl of porridge in front of Ashley. It was a simple bowl of porridge. There was nothing special about it, but Ashley seemed to like it very much. She would even stare at it with a smile for so long.
Andrew was sitting next to Ashley. While looking at her, he grabbed the spoon from her hand and took the porridge. While Ashley was still confused, he whispered, "Ash, let me feed you."
"No, I can feed myself. I have two perfectly working hands. Just help yourself."
Ashley made it clear that she didn't want Andrew's help.
However, Andrew took the bowl of porridge from her. It seemed like he would just keep staring at her with the bowl in his hand if she didn't let him feed her.
Ashley glared at Andrew.
But Andrew didn't budge.
In the end, Ashley finally made the compromise.
Deep inside, she was surprised at what Andrew was doing. She didn't expect that he would do something like that.
Wasn't he supposed to feed her?
Why was he feeding her and himself alternately? Why did they have to share one single bowl of porridge?
Although Ashley was not disgusted with using the same spoon to eat the porridge together, she felt a little uneasy with the whole idea.
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