Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 576

He did not respond to me, but in between my words, lowered his head and bit my lips fiercely.

It hurt a little, but it didn't bother me. I frowned at him and complained, "Dennis, you're a dog?"

He laughed dumbly, "It smells so sweet, I couldn't resist."

I glared at him, "You ......"

He picked me up in a princess hug, and with a twist of his body he pinned me to the big bed ......

"Dennis, turn off the lights!" In a panic, I opened my mouth.

He hmmed, reached over to the remote control on the nightstand, and with a shallow press, the room was plunged into darkness.

The only thing left in the dark space was the sound of each other's breathing.

After the rain, I lay in his arms, his long and slender legs still shallowly pressed against me, and did not move away from the intention.

Pillowing his arm, lying face to face with him, too close, too awkward.

Dennis's big palm is rubbing my back, but it's lulling me to sleep, it's getting late, and this position makes it extra easy to fall asleep.

I couldn't help but close my eyes, sleepy, and then I also fell asleep lightly.

The next day I woke up at eight o'clock, and there was Dennis lying next to me.

I habitually reached out to hug him and moved towards him, he reached out and held me in his arms, his voice was low, "Awake?"

I nodded my head, "Yes!"

He smiled lightly, then ......

I felt something familiar against me, my sleepiness snapped awake and I couldn't help but raise my eyes to look at him.

He smiled lightly, "Good girl, I'll just do it myself."

I ......

was going to say something, but he suddenly did so, leaving me somewhat overwhelmed.

An hour later.

At the table, I was in better spirits after the shower, and Dennis was in the kitchen frying bacon.

I didn't really want to move, so I sat with my chin on the table and waited to eat.

He came out of the kitchen with his breakfast and when he saw me staring at him, he raised his eyebrows, "What are you thinking?"

I spoke smoothly, "Thinking again, you are such a perfect man, how I met."

He sat down at the table, his dark eyes looked at me and smiled, "Looks like you're satisfied today!"

There's always something of a double entendre in that statement.

I pursed my lips and looked down to eat my breakfast.

Dennis, always elegant, sent a piece of bacon into his mouth and slowly chewed and swallowed, "What's the plan for today?"

I replied smoothly, "To work. ......"

The first thing I did was to realize that it was Saturday, so I didn't have to go to the office.

I froze and said, "Sleep at home!"

He smiled, "Well, it's good, the weather is not very good, suitable for sleep."

I couldn't help but look at him, I always felt that there was something more to this statement.

But I couldn't say anything, so I changed the subject and said, "What about you? Do you have any plans for today?"

He looked at me, and his voice was warm and low, "To sleep with you!"

"Ahem!" I coughed out for a while, this man speaks, really is getting ......