Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 732

Chapter 731 You Can Wait For Me

Matilda understood what Miles meant, but, to her, there was not much difference between the two plays, and most of them were just the difference in roles.
She had read the script. Although the fighting scenes were intense, they were actually not many. For her, it was extremely easy.
Matilda said, "Actually, I'm really not that vulnerable. This kind of fighting scene is not dangerous to me."
Miles carried her over, put her on his lap, put his hand on her waist, and stroked her gently.
He said, "I know you, Aimee and Kelvin are very good. Maybe these are nothing to you, but I will still worry or feel bad. These are two things. Understand?"
Matilda raised the corners of her mouth and said, "Then I have nothing to say."
She hugged Miles' neck, leaned over delicately, and kissed Miles on the cheek.
Miles would naturally not be satisfied with such a kiss.
He turned his head and kissed her.
Things started to go wrong and Matilda felt Miles' hand move.
She twisted her body and said, "Don't. The fried chicken will be delivered here soon."
If Miles was allowed to go on like this, it was uncertain whether she can eat fried chicken today. Even if the fried chicken was delivered, this guy may not necessarily answer the door.
Miles was almost annoyed by Matilda.
At this time, what she was thinking about was actually the fried chicken.
Miles felt a lot of displeasure. He lowered his head and bit Matilda's lips hard before moving away from her body.
In fact, Matilda rarely saw Miles like this, and she couldn't help but laughed out loud.
However, her laughter stimulated Miles even more.
Miles directly hooked her over and said fiercely in her ear, "Just mess with me. If you do it again, wait for a while and I'll be 'nice' to you."
Matilda couldn't help laughing even more.
She raised her hand to cup Miles' cheek and said, "Be good. When I finish eating the fried chicken, you can do whatever you want."
As soon as she said so, Matilda could clearly feel the change in Miles' eyes.
He looked at Matilda meaningfully.
Matilda wanted to slap herself for a split second and all of a sudden.
Did she feel that her life was too easy, so she dared say such things to Miles now?
It was just terrible.
Matilda took a deep breath and then said, "Well, I'm just joking. You should be able to understand it, right?"
Miles raised his hand, squeezed Matilda's ear softly, and said, "I'm serious."
Matilda didn't know what to say.
She no longer provoked Miles, but sat on the sofa obediently, pretending to read the script. Being serious, she didn't seem to want to talk to Miles at all.
Miles also stopped teasing her and started to do his own thing.
The two of them lived in peace until the fried chicken was delivered.
Matilda immediately became excited, put down the script, didn't even ask Miles to open the door, but ran to open the door by herself.
Bringing the fried chicken over, Matilda couldn't wait to open it.
This fried chicken restaurant was considered to be the best in Innisrial. Not only was the chicken delicious, but what Matilda liked the most was that when the fried chicken was delivered, the outer skin was still very crispy, which made Matilda absolutely irresistible.
Putting on the gloves, she didn't care that it was still a little hot, but picked up a chicken leg and took a bite.
After one bite, Matilda's expression was extremely satisfied.
After taking this bite, Matilda looked at Miles and said with a smile, "Come and eat it too."
Miles laughed, but he was not interested in food like fried chicken.
However, seeing Matilda eating such delicious food made him a little curious. Was this food really that tasty?
Miles picked up a drumstick and took a bite.
Sure enough, it was still a taste he didn't like.
So, Miles just ate a drumstick and nothing else.
Seeing this, Matilda felt distressed instantly.
"Why don't I get you something else to eat?" said Matilda.
As she spoke, she took off her gloves, picked up her phone, and started ordering another takeaway.
Miles said, "No, I'm not very hungry."
"Eat even if you're not hungry. Your thinking is wrong," Matilda said.
Miles wanted to say that he'll have a big meal later anyway.
However, when he heard Matilda say this, Miles changed the subject and said directly, "You are right. Otherwise, it will be bad if I can't keep up with your physical strength for a while."
Matilda was choosing the takeaway. When she heard what Miles said, her hands stopped.
She turned her head to look at Miles, frowned, and said, "I think, if you're not hungry, you'd better stop eating. Or it's a waste."
She had already estimated that he was going to bang her hard, and now she wanted to give him some takeaway as supplies? How could she be so stupid?
Seeing this, Miles smiled and said, "You are so cruel. Do you want to starve me?"
Matilda picked up the gloves again, put them on and said, "I'm not cruel to you, but to myself, so I'd better be cruel to you."
Miles touched his chin, but he didn't feel any emotion because of Matilda's words, but his eyes fell on her neck.
Matilda tied a bun today, showing her straight and beautiful neck.
Miles' eyes gradually narrowed, and his fingers had already landed on her dazzling skin.
Matilda was biting a chicken wing, felt Miles' movement, and her whole body was shaken.
She immediately swallowed the meat in her mouth, turned her head to look at Miles, and said, "Let me finish eating first. Don't mess with me now."
He just ate a chicken drumstick, but she hadn't enjoyed enough yet.
If she was interrupted by Miles now, she will get a little emotional.
Miles said, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Matilda's hairs stood on end, and she suddenly regretted why she had been distracted by Miles.
However, she couldn't take back the words that were spoken.
Matilda could only turn her head away silently and continue eating the fried chicken in front of her.
However, Matilda's eating speed obviously slowed down a lot.
She chewed about twenty or thirty times for each bite.
Although this was a reasonable eating speed in line with healthy standards, Matilda usually did not chew so many times.
Now, with this eating rate, the answer was self-evident why she did so.
Miles just watched Matilda eating the fried chicken slowly, dumbfounded.
He was not in a hurry, anyway. A good meal was never late, and he could wait a long time for Matilda to finish eating.
However, Matilda naively thought that if she ate slowly, she could procrastinate infinitely.
But she forgot that fried chicken tasted better when it was hot, but when it was cold, the taste was not as good as before.
Especially since she ate so slowly, she was already full in the end.
Matilda even felt that the fried chicken she bit into was not chicken, but fried chicken-flavored oil.
She lost her appetite all of a sudden. Then she took off her gloves with a flat mouth, picked up the beer beside her, and took a sip.
Miles narrowed his eyes, and when Matilda wanted to take a second sip, he took the beer from her hand.
"As we agreed just now, you can only have one sip." Miles said.
Matilda brought the beer to Miles at first, because she could only drink Coke.
However, Miles only ate a drumstick, so naturally he didn't drink much.
Matilda was already very interested in this beer, so she discussed with Miles and let her have a sip.
Who would have thought that Miles would be so harsh on her. When he said she could only have one sip, he would really stick to it.
Matilda flattened her mouth, picked up her Coke, and gulped it down.
After finally suppressing the feeling of oil, Matilda said, "It's a little sad. Why is it so unpalatable afterward?"
Miles patted her head and said, "Don't think about it. I'll sort it out, and you can wait for me."
Matilda was speechless.