“It's probably still bright outside at this timing, right?” asked Genevieve hesitatingly.
“Let me bring you out to take a look.”
Just when Armand was about to leave, Genevieve suddenly stopped him. She said in a trembling voice, “Then we'll just wait here till the electricity returns. Give me my phone. I'll look at the news to calm my nerves.”
“There's no need to look at the news. There's another method to calm your nerves.” Armand chuckled.
He passed Genevieve the phone before grabbing her waist and lifting her to the basin. He even placed a towel on it so she would not get cold.
He then shoved Genevieve's hand, which was holding onto the phone, aside and kissed her.
He's such a pervert! He keeps kissing me in various ways. But it's effective, though.
As he kissed her, Genevieve was less fearful of the dark. Enveloped in his gentleness, she subconsciously wrapped her long legs around his waist.
Suddenly remembering something, Armand froze. He rested his nose against hers and panted slightly.
Genevieve mumbled unhappily, “Why did you stop? Hurry up...”
Armand chuckled and kissed her lips. “Let's continue in the bedroom after the electricity returns.”
“Why must we wait for the electricity to return? You can't do it?”
“That's what men hate to hear the most.” Armand bit down on her lip angrily, causing her lip to feel numb.
“It's not here in the bathroom.”
Genevieve finally understood why he suddenly stopped. “It's fine. I won't get pregnant, anyway.”
Armand remembered what Timothy had said in the office a long time ago and his throat went dry. However, Genevieve hugged his neck and kissed him.
She lost her grip on the phone, sending it tumbling down the basin.
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when r u gonna continue writing the novel ?...