Mr. Paralyzed's Bed
Chapter 120

Mustafa, Ashan, and Rehan return home after enjoying Aunt Nie's lunch. Ashan returned to the office, taking care of Diego's report which was two days ago. Mustafa and Rehan return home.

After the house is deserted, Aishe rushes to turn on the television in the living room with a cup of warm Cay and Baklava. The series had just started at the time, and Aishe was just enjoying the opening music. But Diego, who left his wheelchair, came to take the remote and turn it off.

"I'm looking at it, why did you turn off the television, Die?" Aishe looked at Diego with a vexed look.

"No! You'll cry later!" Diego's grumbling is still traumatized by Aishe's crying just because of the drama.

Aishe put her lips together, then clasped her hands and threw away her face, looking at Diego's face, which was quite annoying. Diego himself could only sigh harshly at his wife's rapidly changing mood.

Diego tried to persuade his wife, sitting next to him, and then pulled out a strand of hair that was bothering his eyes.

"A lot of crying is not good for the fetus, dear. Understand, the doctor told you to control your mood."

Diego's soft voice slowly knocked down the wall that Aishe had just woken up, and made him turn his head, looking at Diego's face with sparkling eyes.

"I was just watching a comedy drama" he said in a half-begging tone, which eventually led to Diego handing Aishe a television remot.

A smile immediately emanated from her beautiful face. The smile lines on the lips even Diego could see clearly. The man was blatantly staring at the face of the wife, who was sitting opposite him busy watching the drama and laughing loosely.

Outside, the snow is back. This week, snow has never fallen beneath Istanbul. It falls slowly, like a white flower blooming amid the grass of fodder in spring.

Diego stood up from his seat, turned on the heater and picked up the blanket. "Make sure you're warm" he said as he wrapped his wife's feet.

"Thank you, Balim." Aishe landed her lips on Diego's forehead, which at that moment sat crouching in front of him.

But a kiss from Aishe was considered unsatisfactory. Diego hurriedly grabbed the wife's ripe lips, lips that could always make him forget himself.

The hand with the long fingers grabbed the nape of Aishe's neck, making his kiss even deeper, as if he wanted to swallow his wife whole. The warm breath slowly pushed aside the cold air around them, their bodies slowly becoming hot gradually.

If they pass it on for longer, maybe both will soon forget the doctor's advice not to be in touch for one week. So that the two break up together.

"You're disturbing my drama, Die!" Aishe frowned in annoyance.

"I'm expressing my feelings, can't you get into this hot, romantic atmosphere?" Diego stared hard.

"I think I need to punish you!" Diego grabbed Aishe's waist, held her tight and held her body.

"I was watching a drama. Where you taking me, Die!" aishe exclamations occasionally hit the chest of the husband's field.

Diego did not give an answer or even a response, he still took the wife to go to the room. Carefully he put Aishe's body on the bed, he was on top, resting both of his arms directly against Aishe.

Smell forehead, cheeks, lips, ear lobes, until down to the collarbone.

"You forgot the doctor's message, Die?" Aishe's voice in his arms sounded faint, but he could hear clearly

"No, I remember it clearly." Diego still continues to kiss Aishe's body.

"Then this?"

"I'm just giving you a little punishment! Just a little."

There's an opener, there's a cover.

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The next chapter still shares intimacy with them, while waiting for the gaping Die find Mr. Deniz 😎 If you want to rush clear the problem is also notpapa anyway, can all say good bay same them 🤭🤭🤭🤭