MIDNIGHT Bride The CEO's TEMPTATION

This is the reason she said no? 

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that he was too anxious to feel anything.

Nanny Carter held a glass of honey water coming over. She couldn't help complaining, "How can you allow Miss Crowe to drink, Mr.Denmark?"

"I was careless." He was sensible enough to admit his mistake and reached for the honey water.

He put it close to Hazel's mouth, whispering, "Be good, have some honey water."

"I won't!" She frowned and shook her head hard, refusing to drink it.

"Be good, drink it, and you'll feel better," he said, trying to calm her.

"I won't!" She tried hard to dodge. "You said you would let me sleep after the question. Liar…"

He had no choice but to put down the glass. He looked helplessly, "but you are dizzy. What do you need me to do?"

She tilted her head and thought carefully for a moment. Suddenly, her eyes became crescent-shaped as she was delighted.

She stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his neck. "I'll be good if we kiss!"

"Huh?" He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The next moment, her soft lips covered his lips with a clumsy, drunk kiss.

Does this girl have to be drunk?

His eyes grew a little deep. He wrapped his arms around Hazel's waist and responded to her kiss.

Nanny Carter was confused when she looked at the two of them, but still, she led all the servants away.

The passionate kiss continued, and Joshua felt very hot all over.

The next moment, he lifted Hazel through her waist and went upstairs.

When they arrived at his bedroom, he closed the door behind them.

"Hazel," he said, putting her down with a serious face, "you asked for it!"

Leaning weakly on him, she raised her head blankly.

When Joshua lifted her jaw, she suddenly felt a surge of nausea. She pushed him aside rudely and threw up.

His face darkened momentarily.

This girl actually vomited at the most critical time!

And she threw up on both of them.

The thought of having sex with her vanished completely, and Joshua pulled her into the bathroom.

After he convinced her to let him helped her take a bath, he carried her to bed.

As soon as he tucked her in, she turned over and kicked the quilt away.

Seeing her largely fair skin exposed outside the quilt, his expression deepened.

Was this girl here to expressly torture him?

He grabbed the quilt and helped tuck her in once again.

Hardly had he left the bed when she kicked her legs out of the quilt again.

This girl! He was helpless, so he simply wrapped Hazel with the quilt and leaned on her legs.

He wanted to see whether she could kick the quilt away once again!

"You bastard," she said with the accusation, opening her eyes dimly. "Joshua Denmark, you just want to make love to me on the bed…"

"Who said that?" He smiled and said, "We can try it in the living room, the kitchen, the balcony, the sofa, anywhere!"

Puzzled, she thought about it for a long time before she obediently said, "Oh."

He felt hot instantly.

Why did this girl say oh'? The desire which he had pressed down so hard was stirred up again by her short words!

"Hazel, let's try," he said gently as he released her.

The next moment he kissed her passionately.

However, he stopped suddenly and looked at Hazel lying under him. She had her eyes closed tightly, and her breathing was slowing down. 

This girl! She made him excited, but then she fell asleep?!

He gritted his teeth angrily. She was torturing him on purpose, wasn't she?

"Hazel Crowe!" Joshua said, with a gloomy face.

"Mm," she said. Then she reluctantly frowned and fell asleep again.

He sucked in a deep breath, containing the desire in his chest, and went to the bathroom again.

The next day, Hazel opened her eyes in a daze and felt her head hurt.

She held out her hand to fumble.

What was this? It was this big and warm.

She rubbed against it with her hand touching downward. But her hand was abruptly stopped by something.

In an instant, she was suddenly awake and quickly looked up. Her face turned pale!

Who was going to tell her what was going on?

How could she...be in the same bed with Joshua Denmark?!

Joshua's eyes became a little deep. "Aren't you going to let go?"

She suddenly came to her senses. This time, she sensed that what she had just touched was slowly getting bigger.

Realizing what she had touched, she screamed and withdrew her hand as if she was electrocuted!

How could this be?

Hazel was utterly embarrassed and wanted to dig a hole crawl to hide!

"You beast! What did you do to me?!" She hugged her quilt tightly and complained furiously.

"That's what I should ask." He frowned. "What did you do to me?"

"... You!" Her cheeks turned red instantly, both shy and angry. "I meant last night!"

"I meant last night, too." There was hidden bitterness in his eyes. "Do you really forget everything?"

Her eyes were a little blank.

She remembered Joshua buying her something to eat last night, and then she seemed to have a drink of wine… her face suddenly turned pale and then turned red.

"You remembered?" A smile curved his lips.

"No! I don't remember anything!" She buried her face shyly into the quilt.

What had she done last night? She only had a few mouthfuls of wine, but she had actually been roaring drunk?!

He chuckled—such a shy little girl.

"Even so," she said angrily, holding back her feelings of shame, "you shouldn't… you shouldn't do that to me…"

She bit her lip lightly; she was so bashful that she couldn't continue.

"What kind of thing?" He asked with a smirk.

Angrily, she grabbed the pillow and threw it at him."You! Asshole! Didn't you say you wouldn't touch me?"

When he took the pillow, his eyes became deep, and he grabbed Hazel by the wrist and pushed her down under his body.

He whispered as his fingers caressed her cheek. "Now that you've changed me, I'll have to do what I didn't do."

"Aye?" She stared at him in a daze. Joshua meant… nothing had happened to them last night?

She asked hurriedly, "Then why are you lying in the same bed with me?"

"You really forget everything," said Joshua, gritting his teeth. "If I had known that, I wouldn't have given you a break!"

Last night, Hazel kicked the quilt, and he tucked her in several times. But who knew what was wrong with the girl? She even used him as a pillow when she fell asleep, holding him tightly, which helped him to contain his desire the whole evening.