My Waste Husband novel Chapter 983

Henry rolled around. He reached out and held Sylvia by her slender waist.

Sylvia felt Henry's hand. She wasn't used to being touched in her sleep, so she made a sound.

"Um," Sylvia's voice aroused Henry.

"Honey."

Henry whispered in Sylvia's ear.

His breath brushed against Sylvia's earlobe. She flinched a little, feeling electric pulses under her skin. Henry's scent ignited her body.

Henry held Sylvia closer. Sylvia was a stunner that could make every man lose his mind. In the company, she was an unreachable queen, but at this moment, she was a gentle kitten lying in Henry's arms.

"Sylvia! Henry!"

A vigorous voice suddenly sounded outside their bedroom door. Dasiy was outside. She continued, "Do you guys know what time it is? Get up! A lot of people came for New Year's visit, but none of you are showing up."

Henry sighed, "Okay, we'll come out soon.

Stop making noise already!"

Sylvia did not say anything, but there was disappointment in her eyes.

After being married for so long, Sylvia and Henry had never been intimate. There weren't many couples like them in Yan Xia.

Because of this, Sylvia always felt that there was something that stopped them from being closer. She could tell that the police officer that she met at the tomb in Shennongjia and her friend Milan both had something with Henry, but as Henry's lawfully wedded wife, she just felt there was a space between them.

The two got up, got dressed, and went to open the door. Dasiy was standing outside. She looked happy and festive in her red kneelength winter coat. She wore her hair down, and her eyes were bent like a new moon. Dasiy had a kind of natural beauty.

Seeing Sylvia and Henry, Dasiy said with excitement, "I say you two, just take it slow. Henry, you are strong, but things will start to wear down from the inside."

Dasiy sized up Sylvia and Henry teasingly.

"What's going on in your brain nowadays?"

Henry flipped his finger on Dasiy's forehead.

"Ouch!"

Dasiy covered her forehead and cried out in surprise. She put on a pouting face, "Henry, tell me I was wrong. It's almost ten am, and you guys just got up. So many people just came to the house to visit, and Sylvia didn't show her face at all."

"Let me tell you, the relationship between Sylvia and I is pure platonic!"

Henry patted his chest to guarantee Dasiy that he was telling the truth.

Dasiy curled her lips and looked Henry up and down, "Come on, Henry. Are you blind? Look at your wife! I'll seriously doubt your manhood if you tell me that you haven't touched Sylvia."

"What are you talking about?"