My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1865

Henry looked at Sylvia's blushing face.

"My dear wife, what's wrong?"

"Ah... No, nothing."

Sylvia was like a little girl who had done something wrong. Blushing, she kicked off the shoes on her feet and ran upstairs barefoot.

Looking at Sylvia's appearance, Henry smiled. When he and Sylvia went out to travel for the first time, Sylvia had revealed such a cute appearance.

The night grew darker and darker.

The room was dimly lit.

Sylvia, whose hair was wet, only wrapped herself in a bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom. Looking at the figure lying on the bed, her face turned redder, like a ripe apple. She took a quick step and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Honey."

Henry's voice rang in Sylvia's ears.

"Uh huh?"

As soon as Sylvia made a slight answer, she felt a big hand holding her waist. The warmth from the hand made her body tremble slightly, as if she had been struck by electricity, and she sat there stiffly.

Sylvia could feel an itch near her ear. This itch caused her body to feel slightly hot. She wanted to get up, but she only felt her legs go soft and she could not exert any strength at all.

In fact, it had been more than three years since they got married. However, this was their most intimate moment in the past three years.

"Honey."

Henry's voice sounded again.

"Yeah."

Sylvia's reply was like the sound of a mosquito, almost inaudible.

The light in the room was extinguished with a sound of "bang".

Just as the lights went out, Sylvia was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Biting her red lips with her pearly white teeth, Sylvia opened her bright, big eyes and looked at the man in front of her. Her fair arms were wrapped around the man's neck.

"Honey, I love you."

In the early morning, under the light of the sun, Sylvia opened her eyes and looked at the man who was still sleeping beside her. Feeling the sense of safety and happiness in his arms, Sylvia felt extremely satisfied. But when Sylvia saw the hickey on the man's neck, she remembered the madness of last night. She quickly turned around, closed her eyes, enjoyed this happy moment, and fell asleep again.

When Henry woke up, it was already noon. He stroked Sylvia's hair, gently got off the bed, and began to pack up some useful things.

For the next long period of time, Henry would live at the entrance of the underground palace. There were no houses there, and only half of the buildings were built. Fortunately, Henry was not picky about his residence. For Henry, it was good to live anywhere... As soon as Henry packed up his luggage, he saw Sylvia coming downstairs. The woman walked carefully. When she saw Henry, a hint of blame appeared on her pretty face.

Henry couldn't help but smile. Sylvia immediately went forward while waving her fists.

"It's all your fault. Why are you laughing?"

Although Sylvia was stronger than ordinary people, she still couldn't follow the pace last night.

Henry hurriedly apologized and immediately stopped smiling.