Bumpkin's Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 687

Chapter 687

They had a toast done in public on the wedding stage once, but it wasn't a toast between just the two of them.

This small gesture of Matthew had moved Veronica to no end.

It was in the tiniest details that she had seen his sincerity and love for her. She had noticed and kept it all locked away in a corner of her heart.

Matthew raised his elbow and intertwined it around hers. As they held their wine glasses, they looked at each other with deep affection, their faces full of smiles.

They then downed the half-full glass of wine in one-go.

After they drank the wine, Matthew suddenly frowned and complained, "Why does the wine taste bitter?"

“Bitter?" She slightly froze before taking a look at him and her glass. "But mine isn't bitter."

“Mine is quite bitter. There must be something wrong with the wine."

There is something wrong with the wine?

"Mhm." He then suggested, "Try it for yourself." "Alright, let me have a taste."

Veronica, who was so alarmed her chest felt tight, immediately reached out to snatch the bottle of wine. However, she hadn't even touched the bottle when Matthew suddenly pulled her into a hug. "We drank from the same bottle. For mine to be bitter and yours to be fine, there surely is something wrong with my glass of wine. You should be trying mine."

Right when she was caught off-guard, he slammed his lips against hers, and slid his tongue between her teeth before she could react.

The man let out a devilish smile when he saw the expressions on her face. "You must be 'starving1 because of your hubby's long absence, aren't you, Roni?" "N-No! Not everyone's head is in the gutter like you!" Veronica reprimanded him.

Matthew put his arms around her waist and pulled her back to his front. Such an intimate embrace somehow seemed to fill the air with a sweet scent.

"Human beings have seven emotions and six desires as they should. How is that dirty? It won't be 'six desires' if you leave the desire out of humans. That is more like abstinence." He brought a finger to tap her on the tip of her nose. "Don't tell me you are trying to make me a monk."

Only monastics would live a life of abstinence.

You and your lame arguments and perverted logic." Veronica couldn't help the happiness written all over her face when she heard his explanation. "But it somewhat makes sense." "Of course." Just as soon as he said that, Matthew leaned over and positioned her horizontally before carrying her like a bride into the bedroom. "I don't know if my dear Roni is hungry, but I sure am 'starving'." "Matt..." She felt embarrassed when she saw his posture. Arms wrapped around his neck, she bounced her legs in her attempt to squirm away from him. "Let's not..." "Not what?"

He bent his torso and put her down lightly on the bed before he coyly pinched her chin. "Hmm?"