Look, how humble his love was. Only when he held her would he have a sense of security.
Charles went upstairs with Nancy in his arms.
"Nancy, you smell like alcohol. Have a good shower." Nancy kissed on Nancy's forehead.
"I want you to bathe me. The kids said I had bathed with you today. Do you know how shameful I am? How did the kids know? We didn't let them see us. Alas, they said everything in front of Brandy. Are they thoughtless?" said Nancy guiltily.
"On the contrary, they are too sensible."
"They inherited it from you."
"Those bad ideas are your genes," Charles said deliberately to piss off Nancy.
"Well, okay, it's my genes. I gave birth to them after all. If they were not like me, I will be angry," said Nancy stubbornly.
"Yes, so I like you and the kids," Charles whispered.
Nancy also chuckled.
"Nancy, how nice it is for us to be like this. When we are with the children, there is no doubt between us. We just live a s
e me a reward, right?" said Charles smilingly.
But his hands were restless.
Nancy trembled and hurriedly grabbed Charles's restless hand.
"Charles, don't move, you know I can't," said Nancy anxiously.
"It was you who arouse the desire. I don't care. You have to find a way to put out the fire for me now, or I won't let you go, let alone let me cook for you," Charles said overbearingly.
"If you don't want to cook, I'll go and cook. Tell me, what do you want to eat?" She surrendered.
It's just a meal. Just do it. What's the big deal?
"No, what I want to eat now is... is you.... What should I do? Nancy, you can't go. I won't let you go. You must find a way!" Charles acted like a spoiled child.
"Alas, Charles, what do you want me to do? You know I have my period. How could you make things difficult for me?" Nancy regretted that she was looking for trouble. Why did she provoke Charles just now?
Now, she was in trouble, wasn't she?