Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 1380

"I'm a bad man!" Henry said leisurely.

Monique almost wanted to slap herself.

“Why did I say I disliked Henry?”

"Now the trouble comes to me."

A flattering smile appeared on Monique's face. "Who said that? If anyone dares to say that to my husband, he will be in trouble!"

"My husband is powerful and has good physical strength. The person must be so jealous of him to say that!" Monique said seriously.

Henry couldn't help but laugh when he saw Monique like that.

If it weren't for his good self-control, he would have burst out laughing.

It was also when he was with Monique that he felt so happy.

Although Henry did not laugh out loud, the light in his eyes betrayed him.

Monique saw the tenderness and doting in Henry's eyes.

She opened her mouth even more pitifully. "Honey, I'm hungry!"

Henry said in a hoarse voice, "Eat me. I'll give you something to eat. Then you won't be hungry!"

Henry was indeed teasing Monique at first, but Monique's soft and delicate body began to tease her.

She began to move restlessly.

While she was talking to him, she was actually out of his reach.

As a result, he had to hold her tighter.

He looked at her pretty face, intelligent eyes, and soft voice.

Henry really wanted to take her on the spot.

But she was so tired.

Sitting on the toilet bowl, she even fell asleep directly.

Henry loved her so much that he couldn't bear to touch her.

"..." Hadn't this happened yet?

Monique quickly shook her head. "I'm really hungry!"

She was indeed hungry.

He didn't eat much last night, and then she vomited.

She was really hungry now.

Henry saw her pitiful and serious look.

"Don't move. If you move again, I can't guarantee whether you can go to work today." Henry pursed his lips and warned him.

Monique: "..."

She immediately quieted down.

Henry held her in his arms. Before entering the bathroom, he even pulled a chair into the bathroom together.

Then he put down the chair and put Monique on it.

Monique: "..."

She felt very warm in her heart.

But she couldn't help complaining in her heart that she was not disabled, not like a pregnant woman.

This treatment was a little too good.

If she was pregnant, what kind of treatment would she receive?

The image of her reaching out to eat immediately appeared in her mind.

"Bah! Bah! Bah!"

“Had Henry and Little Nomi affected me yesterday?”