The afternoon was just playing with Alice at home, not tired, Blanca Roach then felt lazy and wanted to sleep.
The three days of vacation at home were basically spent in sleep, and the degree of sleepiness is outrageous.
When Blanca Roach woke up in the evening, the room was dark because the curtains were drawn before she went to bed.
Blanca Roach touched the bedside light switch and turned around to be startled.
“When did you… when did you come up here?”
Matthew Grant was lying next to her, with his head propped up on one hand and his side eyes looking lovingly at the sleepy Blanca.
Blanca Roach couldn’t bear the thought of being stared at in such a carnal manner just after waking up.
Shyly, she reached out to cover Matthew Grant’s eyes to block the overheated vision, but instead, Matthew Grant caught her hand and pressed it to her mouth for a kiss.
“Are you upset today?”
The couple had a heart-to-heart, and Blanca Roach knew Matthew Grant was talking about the incident that had been trending on Twitter during the day.
Blanca Roach deflated, looking miserable: “A little.”
Matthew Grant moved closer to Blanca Roach and raised his hand to squeeze her puffy little face.
“Aren’t you happy that your husband took it out on you?”
“A little.” Blanca Roach’s face could see a hint of a snicker, clearly happy.
“Angry is a little bit, happy is a little bit, it seems that tweeting is not very useful, we need to use this.”
Matthew Grant said he came on top of Blanca Roach, both hands on either side of her body, he suddenly lowered his head, Blanca Roach thought he would kiss up, has closed his eyes.
The neck is itchy …
She opened her eyes to find Matthew Grant childishly burying his face in her collarbone, shaking his head and rubbing his eyelashes on her neck.
Blanca Roach laughed at this, “Matthew Grant you are so childish, get up, it tickles.”
“Not until you kiss me.”
Matthew Grant handed the left side of his face to Blanca Roach’s chin, and Blanca Roach kissed her head down without any fuss, to Matthew Grant’s satisfaction.
The right half of the face was then handed over, and Blanca Roach, sensing that it would not be that easy, kissed her head down anyway.
The left half was handed over again … with a low kiss.
The right half … kissed.
The left half …
The right half …
“Well…” the pecker, finally pecked … still pecked on the mouth.
Matthew Grant’s face turned halfway to suddenly stop, directly kissed Blanca Roach’s lips, the reverse guest immediately attacked.
This kiss is lingering, quiet bedroom, can only hear a slight thin gasp.
Blanca Roach was running out of breath, but Matthew Grant had no sign of ending it.
Blanca Roach pushed him softly and weakly, but to no avail, so she had to think of another bad move.
Her small hands wandered up Matthew Grant’s back like a snake, teasing and tugging.
Just as Matthew Grant was gradually sinking, he suddenly felt a tightness on his waist and was bitten by a certain small snake.
She actually pinched him …
Matthew Grant stopped and looked up to meet Blanca beneath him. Even if he did nothing and said nothing, the look in Matthew Grant’s eyes was enough to make one blush.
Blanca Roach gasped sharply and confronted Matthew Grant as if nothing had happened, without a moment’s hesitation.
Matthew Grant narrowed his eyes and lowered his head to give Blanca Roach a punishing bite on the mouth.
“Ouch…” Blanca Roach gently punched Matthew Grant’s shoulder like a petulance, her eyes twinkling as she tried to do something bad again.
Matthew Grant rolled over and put his arms around Blanca Roach and hugged her tightly.
Luckily, Blanca Roach pinched him, otherwise he might have had to restrain himself, now that Blanca was pregnant.