Chest.
Stunned for two seconds, he hurriedly withdrew his fingers.
His first reaction was that his silly sister was 'sleepwalking' again, and it wasn't the first time.
Because his room was all black, with only two dim bedside lamps on, so when he came downstairs into the room, he didn't notice there was someone on the bed.
"Ella White, get out… um."
Just as he angrily shouted at her… a soft, cherry-like mouth firmly covered his lips.
Soft and fragrant.
This feeling was enough to make someone sink into it, unable to extricate themselves, enough to ignite a fire all over one's body.
"Hubby."
The woman softly called out, "Hubby, why are you so angry?"
Edward White: "....." Wasn't she normal the past few days? How come she's back to calling him hubby like when she first lost her mind?
And.
This daring girl, wrapping herself around his slender waist, coaxed, "Hubby~"
He was a normal man.
