One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

The man’s gaze fell on the woman currently lying in his arms like a lazy kitten; his look deepened as he swept his eyes across her body covered by the hospital pajamas.

Her collar was opened slightly, so he could see what lay beneath the fabric.

As the man’s gaze deepened, he reached out his hand and flipped open her collar.

She immediately caught hold of his hand and commented wryly, “What are you doing? You are not permitted to peek beneath.”

He replied indignantly, “I’ve seen every part of your body!”

She was vexed. “Mu Yazhe, you…”

“How many days have you not showered?”

“Er…” She blushed beet-red and replied sheepishly, “Two days!”

“Well, then.” The man paused. Getting up and carrying his princess, he panted to her face with bowed head, “Let’s take a shower together!”

Her eyes widened in embarrassment, and she tried to push him away; her face was burning by then. “No way!”

“Why not?”

She shook her head with sipped lips while her face was still burning red and bright. “What if… our kids return and see us like that? That’ll be embarrassing!”

“They won’t return for some time,” the man answered confidently; his face was wearing an unfathomable smile.

She was startled momentarily, unsure of what he meant until she noticed the deep smile in his eyes. Immediately, she understood what he had done!

This Mu Yazhe must be in cahoots with Little Yichen!

He probably instructed the older boy to bring the younger one away so that he could have some personal time with her!

She coquettish chided, “What the heck! Father and son are in cahoots—”

Before she could finish her sentence, the man dipped his head and sealed her mouth with his, thereby cutting off her words.

She was taken aback by his sudden and unexpected kiss.

It was a desperate and emotional kiss. Having not touched her for a few days, he missed her terribly. Every inch of his being craved for her.

The desire was something he could not keep under control.

Because he had not touched her for some time, his kissing skills had somewhat gone clumsy. There were a few times when his teeth knocked against hers, making her cry out in stifled pain.

She beat his muscular chest with her fists in protest, but her lame efforts did not bother him one bit!

He only put her down after carrying her into the bathroom; this was when she attempted to make a run for the door.

How would he give her the slip so easily, though?

Obviously not.

He pulled her back in one swift tug and pressed her against the wall, enslaving her with his broad torso in the process. She was easily trapped within his control.

Lowering his head, he pressed her forehead with his. Within this proximity, the man’s nose pinned hers as his voice rang out tenderly like flowing water.

“I miss you.”

He missed her so much, in fact.

The fresh breath that whiffed between his lips blew in her ear and made her cheeks blush.

She turned her face away shyly. It was hard to resist his enigmatic baritone voice, which sent her heart fluttering!

He caught hold of her chin and forced her to look into his eyes.

“Did you miss me as well?”

His forthright question only rose the temperature on her face.

This man can be so loathly!

“No.” Her eyes avoided his as she refused to affirm his suspicion.

He was unsatisfied with her answer, naturally, and his hand lightly pinched the sensitive spot of her skinny waist.

She helplessly let out a weak moan.

“Little liar, you must speak the truth!”