After washing her hair, Severo Laris took a dry towel and put it on her little head, rubbing her wet hair like a puppy.
Paula Rouco puffed out her little face and glared at him, “You want to be nice?”
Severo Laris gave another deliberately messy rub and they both laughed.
Between fights, Paula Rouco would forget about her leg injury and climb on top of him to make out, and when she had Severo Laris pinned underneath her, the playfulness had quietly shifted.
There was an ambiguous element and sparks flew in the air.
Severo Laris grabbed her slender little neck and squeezed it to his face as Severo Laris rolled over and squeezed her.
Hot breath enveloped her, the man’s low, magnetic voice was as pleasant as a cello, and his thin lips were in her ear as he said, “Lita, are you all right?”
He was clearly questioning her, but in that tone, there was the usual unflappable tone.
Paula Rouco grew up knowing how to reject things and people she didn’t like, so when she rejected Angelo, she did so with such a crisp, uncompromising refusal.
But now … she didn’t know how to refuse Severo Laris at all, for liking her, for liking her so much, for being willing to give herself to him.
“If it is so, I will continue.
If he doesn’t want to, he’ll stop.
Paula Rouco was not a three-year-old and she certainly knew what she was talking about. Her little face was very red and she bit her lip and finally nodded her chin.
He is willing.
…
After that, the man’s thin lips, without hesitation, lowered, giving her no chance to refuse or pull away.
She is his, they are each other’s.
A room of heat and fire that lasts until midnight.
Severo Laris loses sleep and looks down at the mermaid-like girl in his arms, her little face sweaty and already sleepy.
The man looked down and kissed her on the forehead.
Hugging her to him, they fell asleep together.
…
When Paula Rouco woke up the next morning, Severo Laris was no longer with her.
She sat up in bed clutching the sheets, her body aching, her face flushed up to her neck as she remembered the impulse of the night before.
How dare she have the audacity to sleep with Severo Laris …?
There were footsteps approaching.
Paula Rouco hurried to get under the covers to avoid embarrassment.
Severo Laris entered the bedroom and was glad to see her, he shrank like a turtle and hooked his thin lips, “I’ve made breakfast, get up and take.”
“…” someone crawled under the covers and played dead.
Severo Laris came over and sat on the edge of the bed, patting his large hand through the blankets. “Aren’t you hungry after all the exercise last night?”.
“…”
Paula Rouco lifted the covers and shot up, her little face boiling red and her watery eyes rounded, “Severo Laris!”
“Well, I do.”
She bit her lip, embarrassed, for a long time before she stifled a sentence, “…. Don’t think that if you sleep with me you’ll eat me, in the future you have to keep treating me just as well as before, or … otherwise I’ll break up with you! ”
At the end of the sentence, her voice weakened, completely lacking in strength.
In this sense, it is always the girl who is the most vulnerable and it is natural for her to be worried.
Severo Laris’ face suddenly went cold.
Paula Rouco thinks she is being a nuisance at the moment, as if she were sleeping with him and then asking him for responsibility, does that mean she doesn’t want to?
Severo Laris watched her with a deep look, his thin lips pursed with a certain displeasure, “Don’t hold on to the word breakup.”
“…” He was wrong.
But what about the question she asked, “But you haven’t answered my question.”
“You’d better.” launched Severo Laris crudely.
Paula Rouco didn’t react for a moment: “What, what?”.
Severo Laris returned her gaze, pinning it on her small, slightly resigned face, “You asked me if I would be as good to you as before.”
“…”
She reacted for three seconds before she could connect the dots between his two sentences.
Did he say he would treat her better than before?
When she stopped complaining, Severo Laris rubbed her little head, “Get up and wash up, it’s time for breakfast.”
Paula Rouco sat fluffily on the bed and mashed her little mouth: “… weak legs.”
Severo Laris finally relented and slipped his arm under her armpit and hugged her like a baby kangaroo. “I’m sorry I lost control last night and hurt you.”
The girl wrapped her arms around his neck, rested her chin on his shoulder, her two slender white legs wrapped around his waist and let him lead her into the bathroom to wash up.
She leaned over his shoulder, opened her small mouth and bit his hard shoulder, not too gently, through the fabric of his white shirt.
Severo Laris looked sideways at her, his eyes wild, his voice mocking and taunting, “Wasn’t it enough for you to scratch my neck and back last night? Now you want to bite my shoulder, lita, who’s in more pain and who’s more miserable?”.
She growled softly, wrinkled her little eyebrow, stared at him and said in a petulant little voice, “It hurts! I’m the poor one, last night was my first time and you didn’t even know how to be nice.”
Severo Laris held her with one hand and rubbed the back of her neck with the other, “Inexperienced, you have to be understanding.”
“… You lie, you obviously look like a veteran. Severo Laris, have you ever had a girlfriend before?”
Severo Laris felt aggrieved and shouted, “Then consider me supercomprehensive.”
“…”
…
After breakfast, Severo Laris has been working from home because he has to take care of Paula Rouco, who has injured her leg.
It’s been more than a week and too much work has piled up that hasn’t been done.
It’s only in the last few days that I haven’t looked at the stock properly.
Paula Rouco holds a plate of Severo Laris’ cut fruit and nibbles on it, occasionally forking a piece and bringing it to Severo Laris’ mouth.
Severo Laris looked a little helpless, his eyes colored at her.
Paula Rouco made a pitiful face, “It’s not enough for me to feed you fruit.”
Severo Laris had to let out a sigh and eat the fruit his girlfriend handed him.
Then it worked for another five minutes.
Someone spoke next to him again, “I’m so bored, I’m so pathetic, no one talks to me.”
Severo Laris holds his forehead: “…”
Someone’s assurance felt like it had dropped below zero today and continued to find presence, “Severo, my leg hurts.”
Severo Laris turned his gaze and met someone’s big, round, watery eyes, annoyed but frustrated.
“Your leg hurts, go lie down that will be more comfortable, behave yourself.”
“…,” the little woman frowned, “but I don’t want to lie down, I’m getting crippled from lying down so much these days.”
Severo Laris watched the computer screen work and, knowing she was being mean, asked patiently, “What, then, do you eat the fruit?”.
“But I’m full.”
Severo Laris looked back at her and stuck a piece of dragon fruit with his fork into the small mouth she was talking to.
Stop talking, is it the fruit that doesn’t smell good?
Paula Rouco: … weak and pathetic and helpless.
“Severo Laris, you said you would treat me better, but now you don’t care about me at all, you men are all liars, Susana was right, nothing a man says in bed can be trusted.”
“…”
Severo Laris finally closed his computer and sighed deeply, looking at her with good humor and amusement.
Should I be happy or stubborn about having a girlfriend who is childish and insecure like a child?
Severo Laris took the plate of fruit she held in her small hands, picked her up and headed for the bedroom.
Paula Rouco wonders, “Don’t you work anymore?”
“How can I concentrate on my work when you’re around?”
They just don’t work.
The child looked at him expectantly with big watery eyes, “So, do you want to play with me?”.
Severo Laris emitted a faint “hmm.”
Hearing his affirmative answer, the little thing in his arms immediately came to life: “Then what shall we play, play indoor soccer!”.
Once in the bedroom, Severo Laris put someone on the bed, with a mocking gleam in his eye, leaned over and spoke in a low, muffled voice, “But I don’t want to play indoor soccer.”
“What do you want to play?”
“You.”
“…”
Woo-hoo.
Someone’s crying.
This game is no fun at all! It’s a little iffy, too!