My Evil Husband
Like a Magic Spell

For Layla and Clara, this is a disappointing result because at the moment Jason is winning, and Seth is the losing side.

Jason put down his bow and said unconcernedly. “Take off your clothes and run!”

He wants to see Seth eat his own shit.

Seth's face was instantly sour. But that will not change anything, as he will have to keep his promise when losing bets. So, he could only undress and run after.

As Seth's hand moved to pull his pants, Layla suddenly suggested, “What if we also play the game?”

Seth's actions suddenly stopped in the middle of the road as he looked at Layla in astonishment. “You want to strip clothes and run too?”

Esme who was playing around with the bow paused for a moment, smiling to herself as she looked towards Layla.

“A woman must be protected by law. Of course we can't undress and run lap.”

When Layla finished talking, she then glanced at Esme, “Do you want to play with us? The losers will run ten rounds around the range of archery and of course, the rules apply the same to them.”

Jason's brows stiffened upon hearing this, and his gaze turned to Esme. The woman did not know how to shoot an arrow. He thought Esme would refuse, but ….

“Great!” Esme agreed, full of excitement and excitement. But in the next moment, he looks disappointed, “But this type of bow, I have never worn it before.”

The bow is very light, the arrow is sharp but not durable. The bows and arrows he had used in the past were made of cow horns and his arrow head was made of iron. His elasticity and flexibility were much better than the ones in his hands at the moment.

Seth laughed out loud after hearing his words. Her peach-like eyes shone as she looked at Esme. “Then, what kind of bow do you use?”

Before Esme could answer herself, Clara grabbed the spotlight and interjected, “She only played games online.”

Once again Jason raised an eyebrow upon hearing this information and looked at Esme again.

Seth with his evil smile said, “Games online and real world are different. It's more interesting.”

Esme's little face looks even sadder, “But I've never used this type before.”

Esme's expression mamasuked Layla's eyes, and her heart was filled with excitement because of Esme's suffering. Never played before, meant he would actually lose. Let him run beside Seth in a swallow as he adds the rules later.

“What if I teach you?” Layla with ‘cheap’ offers.

“It's very easy.” A magnetic voice came from beside Esme. That's Jason, and he's standing behind Esme.

Esme was shocked as Jason's warm breath sauntered from his back.

Jason's long arms reached out to Esme's body. Her actions were extremely posed as if she was hugging him.

What Jason's doing is burning everyone's eyes!

“Are you trying to torture us here?” Seth sneered, he clearly felt shaken.

However, Layla was the one who was indeed the most tormented. No matter how hard he held back, what Jason did made his heart burn all out.

Jason wants to teach Esme archery?

Layla gritted her teeth clandestinely. Because Seth's occasional glances were sent towards her, Layla had to squeeze a little smile for the sake of her image. Hoping to hide the seething jealousy firmly in his heart.

Jason and Seth are best friends. Seth saw a translucent expression that was no different from the one Jason saw. As if their minds were connected with just telepathic language, the two of them spoke many things without sound.

“Holding the bow with this hand, the other hand holding the arrow here, then the traik ...”

While Jason explained, he also guided Esme with his hands every step of the way. From posture to nocking arrows, and pulling bowstraps. Her low-pitched voice sounded like a sweet and alluring magic spell.

A voice entered his ears, and the scent of the man's body spread to his nose from behind. Jason's big hand held his small hand, covering his hand with warmth.

This warm temperature rose from his hands straight into his heartstrings. Esme's heart was like a wobbling soft feather, like there was a little deer jumping around inside. Caused his heart to beat fast one second, and accelerate in the next.

This kind of feeling was foreign to him, yet. Confused, Esme's mind was in a mess, chaotic mess.

Teaching in this way? How can a woman focus on listening to her every word? Even a person who is good at soil will lose all of his abilities.

“Do you see clearly? Point arrow to target.” Jason lowered his gaze, his deep voice directed at Esme.

Esme's face was slightly red, she just nodded originally at Jason.

“Please, shoot!” Jason ordered him to take his hand off.

The arrow flew out in the wind. But, even if it hits the target, it's not at the point of the cow's eye. In addition, it shoots the edge of the board target.

Esme looked at Layla with a provocative look. In the next moment, he sighed and complained to Jason, “I can't even get a cow's eye with your help. It would be worse without you.”

He sounded desperate, in his heart he was shining full of cunning. Right now he was really enjoying Layla's show, where the woman was already like she was going to skin him alive, daring to seduce Jason in front of her eyes. This is so fun! Rather than burning lamb, burning Layla's heart was much more satisfying.

Jason's hand wrapped around Esme's body. He put his head down and put his chin on Esme's head, spoke softly, “It's okay. If you don't get the first time, recover it for the second time, the third time, until you get it.”

Seth suddenly laughed. “Jason Hall, why did my mind become twisted hearing your words just now?”

Esme also could not resist the curvature of her smile. He turned to look at Seth, whether the man's head was really bent.

“No need to see.” Jason used his chin to hold Esme's head, hitting Esme's head lightly.

“Oh ...” Esme raised her head, her gaze rising upwards, looking at Jason with her innocent round eyes. Will this man continue to teach her like this? He could have really lost his archery talent.

Fucking esme! What methods did this whore use to get Jason's heart?

Jason was always annoyed at her, why did his attitude change so suddenly?

After advising Esme for several rounds, Esme insisted on trying it herself.

Jason who was still breathing, clinging to his back felt hot! The hotter it gets, the more it constricts itself.

Oh, ****!

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