Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 820

Kissing, hugging, deeper ...... Everything is watered down.

After nearly two hours of torment, Dennis was satisfied and let me go.

When I lay down to rest, the sound of the shower came from the bathroom, and it was Dennis who went to take a shower. Thinking that he would become busy after resuming work tomorrow, I put the pillow higher and leaned on it to wait for him to sleep together.

It didn't take long for Dennis to come out in his bathrobe, but he went straight to the checkroom and came out again already dressed in a suit.

"And back to the company?" The appointment with Professor West was at 9:00 a.m. Dennis went back to the office at this hour, and I believe he did not come back too early, one after the other, I really worried whether he had time to sleep.

Dennis walked over to the bed, leaned down and kissed me lightly on the forehead, his voice was put very softly, "There are some things that must be finished tonight, you sleep first."

"Okay," I sighed, knowing that I couldn't be a stumbling block in his career, but I couldn't help but remind him, "Come back early, don't sleep at the office, it's easy to catch a cold."

Dennis just laughed, "Don't worry, I'm full of power now, and it's no problem to stay up all night."

I blushed and pretended to rush him, "Go on, go early and come back early."

Dennis hmmmed and grabbed his phone and headed out the door.

Once he left, the house was quiet and I didn't sleep.

Looking at the time, it was only eleven o'clock, and the best part of the night was just beginning.

Remembering Professor West's instructions, I got dressed and got out of bed and took today's portion of medicine with warm water, just to clean up the previous ones for the body.

Prescription drugs have a short shelf life and are prone to spoilage, so they won't be useful in the future, whether or not they continue to be treated by Professor West or another doctor.

Suddenly I remembered that Clarie was sleeping restlessly, so I wrapped a coat and went to her room, and was relieved to see that the child was well covered with the blanket.

Back in the bedroom, still wide awake, I leaned over the bed to swipe my phone.

Within minutes Folly sent a Facebook message.

[Lonely little wildcat online waiting to talk?

I laughed, I'm a mother now, I'm still talking so little, but still knocked on the screen and replied, [What price?

After sending it, I couldn't stop myself from laughing.