Substitute Bride For Young Master
Chapter 140: Already not angry with me?

As the bed next to her slid, Kinara muttered softly and rolled away. He faintly felt his blanket slightly exposed, then a sturdy arm wrapped around his waist possessively. Reflexes, it shifts backwards until it sticks with something that is clay and warm. His whole body relaxed immediately. He nodded and went back to sleep comfortably.

However, that calm did not last long. It wriggled as gentle strokes on its stomach bristled it, like thousands of butterfly feet running over the surface of its skin, amused but pleasant. Soon, something wet and springy touched his shoulder, then moved to his neck ....

All of this feels very real but also like a dream. Usually Alex teases her like this when they're wrapped around the blanket. However, didn't he already lock the door and tell the man to sleep in the living room? If this was just a dream, why would the distinctive aroma of mint tickle his sense of smell?

"Umh," he said, smashing his hand at the origin.

His eyes felt heavy and reluctant to open. He was really sleepy and tired, as if he had just taken a long trip that drained all his energy. It seemed like he could sleep two days and two nights, not wanting to be disturbed at all.

Kinara pulled the blanket over her head, then continued her sleep. However, the blanket was re-opened and a heavy breath hit his nape again.

"City ...."

That deep, hoarse voice restored Kinara's consciousness in the blink of an eye. He turned his body quickly and directly supported his body to sit until his head felt spinning.

While kneeling her temple, Kinara blinked a few times to make sure her eyesight was not wrong.

"Alex?" call him a little doubtful.

"Hum?"

Alex propped up his head with his right arm, then reached out to press Kinara's shoulder to lie back down.

"Why wake up like that?" she asked while tidying up Kinara's hair that covered half of her face, "Dizziness?"

Kinara looked at her husband who was putting on a sinless face fixedly. He pinched his own arm to make sure that he was not dreaming, and it hurt.

"What are you doing here? How'd you get in? I've locked the door" Kinara blinks without blinking.

Alex chuckled softly and pulled Kinara up to stick with her chest. "You can't hide from me, Baby, face it ...."

"Stop laughing. You just piss me off" Kinara grumbled as she took a pillow and covered her husband's face. All his sleepiness suddenly disappeared.

Seeing Alex grinning like that somehow made him suddenly upset. So upset that he wanted to beat the man to pieces.

"good. I'm not laughing anymore" Alex said, trying to get rid of the pillow that had smothered his face. His voice did not sound clear because of the soft object.

"How did you get in?" ask Kinara again. He looked at Alex's face curiously.

"Em, that's .. I dismantled the door," Alex replied as he scratched his non-itchy head

"Calm down, I've changed the lock to a new one" he said quickly as he saw Kinara glaring at him.

"Oh, God ... Alex, I'm so upset. Seeing you just pissed me off half to death. Your face sucks."

Kinara rolled over and occupied her husband's stomach.

"May I hit you?" he asked with a serious expression.

Alex returned his wife's burning gaze very calmly. He grabbed Kinara's hand, dipped it briefly before putting the tiny fingers on her chest.

"Hit as much as you want, baby," he replied, smiling gently.

"Don't smile like that, I don't like seeing it!" kinara growled while clenching both her hands tightly.

"I hate you! I hate you! Basic sucks! Why would I like you? Always piss me off! Really annoying!" racau Kinara while clutching Alex's collar as hard as she could.

Alex didn't move at all. He did not ask why Kinara was scolding him. Alex knew Kinara was only worried about the incident. He was almost insane when Jericho kidnapped his wife. So he thought, Kinara's current reaction was not excessive.

He kept quiet and let Kinara vent all of his heart. Until finally when his wife was weakened, he pulled the tiny body and held it affectionately.

Kinara's chest moved irregularly, in the rhythm of his loud breathing. Scolding her husband drained all her remaining energy. And now he feels a little guilty for that man.

"Sorry ...," he said as he rubbed his former punch, "Sick?"

Alex shakes. "No" he answered.

She cupped Kinara's face and sipped her soft lips. His fingers slipped into his wife's nightgown, then pulled off the piece of cloth. He rubbed the surface of the skin that felt soft on the surface of his hand.

Kinara. Alex's touch had a tremendous effect. Suddenly he felt .. um, more excited and ....

"Oh," he hissed as Alex's face sank on his chest.

She squirmed softly as her husband's hands began to guerrillaize in her body. Occasionally he was bewildered as Alex's hot palms gave a strange sensation as it passed through his exposed skin. This is so weird. It felt like some point on his body had become more sensitive.

Alex looks up. He looked straight at his wife's face and asked, "Aren't you mad at me?"

Kinara. She went down the line of her husband's face and stopped on the man's lips. After wiping the surface of Alex's lips and looking at him with passion, he lowered his head and sipped those sensual lips greedily. She plundered her husband's mouth until they both gasped for air as his lungs nearly stopped supplying oxygen.

Kinara's hands trembled as she stripped her husband's shirt. He rubbed the chest of the field slowly, then suddenly rolled down and ran to the bathroom. He crouched down in front of the toilet and vomited all over his stomach.

"Hoe! Ughhhh! Yuck!"

Alex jumped out of bed and followed his wife anxiously. He held onto Kinara's hair as he patted her on the shoulder slowly, hoping to ease the discomfort of the little rabbit.

Kinara puked until her face was deathly pale. Until finally when nothing else came out, Kinara's tears dripped as the sour and bitter taste from her stomach rose to the base of the throat, making her almost choke.

That made Alex very worried. He helped Kinara clean up, then pushed his wife back to bed. He took a cup of water from the table and stretched it out to Kinara.

"Have you had dinner?" ask her while glancing at the wall clock on the side of the bed.

The short needle points to the number 11. It's almost midnight. He received an empty cup proffered by Kinara and returned the thing to its original place.

"Not yet."

Kinara shook his head weakly. He had not wanted to eat anything since noon. All the aroma of cooking made him nauseous.

"Do you want me to make soup?" bargain Alex while putting his wife's nightgown back on.

Kinara nodded again. Now he just wants to sleep.

"I call the doctor" Alex said again, taking his phone on the table.

"No need. Tomorrow I'm going to the hospital after college," stop why, "Come here. I want to be hugged."

"But you-"

"I'm fine," interrupted Kinara, "Hurry over here."

With hesitation Alex caught up with his wife and climbed into the bed.

"Are you sure you don't want to eat?" ask Alex again. Seeing Kinara vomit like that made her quite scared. His wife didn't even vomit that badly when she was drunk.

Kinara pulled Alex's hand around her waist. He coiled up comfortably and said, "Good night."

"Good night, Baby," Alex replies, pulling a blanket to cover the two of them.

He looked at his sleeping wife's face with a peaceful face in his arms. His heart feels warm. He kissed Kinara's cheeks briefly before finally falling asleep in a dream.