Chapter 72 Making Fun Of Each Other

Lucian lifted the quilt, thinking Amelia had fallen asleep and saw a fluorescent light reflecting from a screen. He frowned and took her phone away without hesitation. "Gazing at the screen just before you sleep isn't good for your eyesight."

Amelia stared at her empty hands in a daze and glared at her husband.

"Lucian, how can you be so bossy?" Amelia had been reading the gossip about someone she knew.

She had just calmed her heart when she stumbled upon a rumor about Lucian. Her mind was sold right there.

"Yes, I indeed am a bully if it means taking care of you." Lucian pulled her closer, putting her head on his shoulders.

Amelia struggled to move back but gave up. Lucian was way too strong for her.

She turned her head, sneaking a glance at Lucian. Light turned his already attractive face into something more perfect. Even though he was cold, his face attracted a lot of attention.

A smile formed on her lips, and she snuggled back in his arms, feeling secure.

Amelia sniffed his fresh mint-like fragrance and closed her eyes.

Lucian looked at her sleeping face, smiling gently. Her skin was fair and soft as a newborn child. Amelia's reddish lips lifted in her sleep as she moved closer to him. Seeing this, Lucian's thin lips could not help but draw a happy arc.

"Sleep tight, my sweetheart." He pulled her closer. His lips kept on smacking her tender neck. He only stopped after hearing a soft whimper from Amelia.

Amelia woke up to find her bed empty. She got up and walked over to the bathroom to see Lucian standing in front of the mirror.

She saw his wide smile before he squeezed the to

in a daze. "Lucian!"

Lucian turned around and raised his eyebrows, gazing down at her. Perhaps her tube light mind finally matured, and she found out the source of those red marks. Expectations glinted in his eyes as he stared at her.

She pursed her lips and touched his cheek, tilting his head to the right side. Her soft fingers traced his neck, but she couldn't find a mosquito mark. She pouted and said, "Why didn't mosquitoes bite you?"

The two of them were standing close in the middle of the street. Many people gave the couple a weird glance. Some even averted their eyes and said, "Get a room!"

Amelia didn't seem to notice any of that. She tilted his face to the other side and moved closer. Her warm breath tickled the surface of his neck, making his breathing heavy.

"Because the mosquito slept very well last night." Lucian squinted his eyes at her small figure in his arms.

"Bullshit!" Amelia let go of his head and stepped back. "We should buy cream on our way back. It's a waste of money to use the foundation every day."

Lucian looked at this naive woman for a long time as if she outgrew two horns on her head. He controlled the urge to strangle his wife in the middle of the street. If they were at home, he would've taught her just how she got those marks.

The woman had such a pure mind. She even thought that it was caused by mosquitoes.

It was already late when they arrived at the Zhan Group. They took a special elevator available for the CEO. The couple entered the office from the backdoor, and no one even noticed them.

Just as Amelia sat on her seat, she heard a knock on the door.