My Sexy Little Wife's
Chapter 64: I FEEL WARM
Naomi was unmoved in her consciousness yet completely intact. He doesn't know which world he is in now. His body was washed away in an indisputable sense of warmth. Took him flying away so much that he was reluctant to just open his eyes.
This dream is too beautiful to leave behind.
He never even expected to wake up from this dream.
“Hmm .. it's convenient. Have I reached heaven?” His lips muttered unconsciously. His eyes are still tight. Only his fingers felt, wriggling the body in search of warmth that had separated from him a few seconds ago.
A pair of sturdy hands immediately welcomed. Circling his body tightly and firmly, which created a sense of immeasurable peace. The feeling that made him soar far away.
In the next second Naomi felt the softness of the warm fingers infiltrating between the strands of her hair. Buying it over and over again.
It is said that a good man will get the prince of heaven, and Naomi believes that. He was sure that the one now caressing him was the wings of his heavenly prince.
Yes, he will come at the right time and in the right circumstances. Take her flying to a new world and give her an amazing new life. Fill your days with happiness.
Until he would forget the pain of the wounds that life had given him.
“I feel warm and peaceful.” His lips covered a thin smile. "I don't want to wake up."
Naomi is drowning. He buried his face in the warm body that held him. Then take a deep breath in order to sip the soothing aroma that was emanating from that body.
“What angel also likes to wear perfume with masculine scent?”
Naomi's forehead shriveled a little. Thinking of the stupid sentence that had just come from his mouth.
“Ah, where possible. Angels must have been fragrant since they were created.” With his eyes still closed, he sipped the scent a lot.
More ....
More ....
More ....
And Again ....
Naomi was never satisfied.
“Prince of surgaku .. You me*sum too, yes?” sirapnya later.
The strong hand moved down, rubbing his distended stomach.
“Why are you even stroking my stomach? Didn't you know that the baby in it was Adrian Marx's son?”
Usually, some parts of his stomach will stand out when the tiny growing baby moves. And now Naomi felt soft lips that landed on any part of the movement.
Don't they feel like they're playing in a different world?
But Naomi still refused to open her eyes. It silently permeates small movements from inside the stomach that seem to respond to foreign touch from the outside.
"Why is even the baby in my stomach touched?”
His lips curled back into a thin smile. The smell of the body felt familiar, as well as his familiar touch.
A bit of curiosity seeped into Naomi's heart.
It is said that the prince of heaven has a very handsome face. Naomi wants to prove it herself. He wanted to see what the prince of heaven would look like for him.
Slowly her eyelids began to open. The bias of the bright light that felt dazzling made his eyes blink a few times.
Naomi could hear the sound of the baritone laughing. His forehead is back thinly wrinkled.
"Why is that sound like ...."
In just a split second, everything seemed clear in Naomi's view. He was suddenly fixated as his gaze intertwined with a pair of hazel eyes that were looking at him gently.
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