Meredith leaned over and kissed Derek's lips quickly.
Then she wanted to retreat, but Derek would not be satisfied. He held her waist and kissed her deeply.
Meredith's eyes widened in fright. She was a little sleepy just now that she was completely sober.
She reached out her hand to push Derek's chest, but could not make it at all. Instead, she felt intoxicated, making her faint.
By the time Derek let go of her, Meredith was almost out of breath, but she was still staring at him angrily with a pair of beautiful misty eyes.
Derek couldn't help but smile. 'Did she think she could scare him? She was rather cute.'
However, he did not go too far. He got up, got out of bed, and walked to the other side. "Good night."
Meredith looked at his natural movements and watched him lie down as if nothing had happened, she was still in a daze.
By the time she realized it, Derek was already lying down, closing his eyes and looking like he was asleep...
She was a little annoyed, 'This damn man...'
Naturally, Derek didn't fall asleep that fast. Seeing her staring at him, he couldn't help but smile and start to tease her. "What's wrong? Aren't you going to sleep? I'm back, but you don't want to sleep now? Or did you just show duplicity?"
"No. Go to sleep."
Meredith looked at the banter on Derek's face and was so embarrassed that she wanted to get into the ground. She then simply pulled the quilt, covered her face, and turned her back to him. Regardless of whether Derek slept or not, dhe began to hypnotize herself.
Seeing that Meredith had wrapped herself up in a ball, Derek said nothing more.
Meredith was already a little tired today and soon fell asleep.
Seeing that she had calmed down, Derek went over to pull the quilt off her face and shook his head helplessly.
'Sleeping like this, she would hold herself back. This woman was a little childish when she lost her temper.'
However, looking at her quiet sleeping face, Derek's heart softened. Seeing her slender eyebrows involuntarily wrinkled while sleeping, the man caressed them with his warm palm.
It seemed that she was still upset by what happened today. He thought he had to solve it as soon as possible.
Thinking about it, Derek kissed Meredith on her forehead and then fell asleep.
They had s sound sleep.
When Meredith woke up, Derek was gone.
Easton was still sleeping soundly, but his sleeping posture was really bad. He was lying on the bed with his legs pressed on Derek's quilt, carelessly.
This bed was big enough, otherwise, Meredith was afraid that he would fall over.
"Easton, get up. You still have to go to school today."
Meredith leaned over and pinched Easton's soft face. The little guy waved his hand impatiently. "Oh, don't bother me. Let me sleep for a while."
His tone was very arrogant, not as obedient as he usually pretended to be to Meredith at all.
Meredith couldn't help but wonder if this kid was always pretending to be obedient to her. He was quite fiery when he got up.
Derek heard voices in the room, knew they were awake, so he walked in. Seeing Meredith waking up Easton, the picture was harmonious and beautiful, but for some reason, the attitude of that brat made him uncomfortable.
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