One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 811 The Man's Tricks

Violet didn't expect the man to compliment her in turn, and her face instantly flushed.

Across the room, Aimee looked at the couple with an expressionless face.

Here they go again.

These two were never finished, right? They show their love whenever they can. Really, God send a

thunderbolt to kill them!

Violet didn't know that her love talk with Stanley had soured the single dog Aimee.

Even if they knew, they would just tell her to hurry up and find a mate so she wouldn't be jealous of

them.

After the meal, Aimee hurried upstairs and burrowed back into her room.

In her words, lest she had to see the scene again.

That would be too bad.

Seeing this, Violet shook her head in amusement, then took the two children upstairs.

Instead of going up, Stanley stayed in the living room and had a video conference to attend.

Violet was just in the room with the two kids playing games and telling stories and stuff.

After all, the two kids were leaving tomorrow morning, and as a mom, she wanted to spend as much

time as possible with them before she had to see them again in seven days.

Even if they call and talk on video every day, they are not meeting in person after all.

This night, Violet accompanied the two children till late, the two children did not sleep early, probably

because they had slept a long time in the afternoon, so they were still full of spirit.

In the end, if it wasn't for Stanley coming in and forcefully asking the two kids to hurry up and go to bed

and stop tossing Violet, the two kids could still be playing until the latter part of the night.

Stanley embraced Violet and walked out of the two children's room.

Violet leaned against Stanley exhaustedly and said happily and helplessly, "No, I can't hold on

anymore, I really didn't expect it, these two kids are so full of spirit. They keep pulling me to play chess,

and they still can't get tired of playing." Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

"You have to sing for them if you lose, and they perform a show for you if they lose, so how could they

possibly get tired of it?" Stanley looked at the woman in his arms and chuckled, "You're spoiling them

too much, you should just order them to rest so you can get away yourself, otherwise you would have

tired yourself out like this."

Violet rubbed her brow and said, "I don't want to, as soon as I think of the two kids going back

tomorrow and leaving me again, I can't bear it and want to spend more time with them."

"It's not like we won't see each other later, so there's no need for you to make yourself so tired."

Stanley flicked her forehead.

Violet grunted in pain, "What are you doing?"

"To help you wake up, are you better now?" Stanley released her, then held down her shoulders and

sat her down by the edge of the bed.

Violet shook off her head, "Better, go ahead and take a shower, I'll lie down a while before I go. I just

sat on the carpet for hours, my back hurts at this moment."

"It hurts?" Stanley looked down at her waist.

Violet nodded, "It's okay, it's just that it's so stiff that I can't straighten up, and when I do, it hurts."

"Get down." Stanley spat out two words.

Violet looked at him, "What for?"

"I will give you massage." Stanley said.

Violet laughed, then rolled her body to get down, "It's rare to enjoy the massage service of Mr. Murphy,

of course I can't refuse it."

Stanley looked at the woman, then leaned down and brought his face to her ear, his voice husky, "Oh?

Rarely enjoy my services? Then last night I ......"

"Stop it!" Violet's face burst into red, then hurriedly covered the man's face, "You can't mix the two

things, massage is massage, I indeed haven't enjoyed your massage on me."

Stanley took her hand off his mouth, "But that is more comfortable than this one, isn't it?"

Violet's face was rosy, and she glared at him with shame and annoyance, "Stop that, are you massage

or not? If you don't, you should hurry up and take a shower."

Stanley let out a low laugh, "Okay, I'll."

He stopped teasing her, or else in a moment, she would really get angry and ignore him.

Stanley straightened his body and resumed a serious look, placing his hand on Violet's back waist and

gently massaging her.

His technique was professional, but the strength was very appropriate.

Violet closed her eyes comfortably, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but gave a satisfied

smile.

Stanley looked at her with this smile, and his thin lips curled up with it.

Violet felt like she was going to fall asleep, and Stanley stopped massaging her and stood up from the

side of the bed.

Violet opened her eyes and rolled over, held out a hand towards the man, gesturing for him to pull her

up.

The man reached out, pulling her up.

After Violet sat up and moved her back a little, she found that it really wasn't that sore, although it was

still a little uncomfortable, it was much better than when she came in.

"Honey, you're amazing." Violet surprised the man by giving him a thumbs up.

The man lifted his chin and said with a proud look on his face, "It's not like your husband has been

amazing for a day or two, and you're just now learning about it?"

Violet gave him a blank look, "Alright, hurry up and take a shower, rest early, you have to get up early

tomorrow."

"Go wash together." Stanley said, taking her hand again and pulling her fully up from the bed before

bending down, hooking her knees and picking her up sideways, heading for the bathroom.

Violet first froze, then hurriedly struggled, "Hey, what are you doing, put me down."

"Of course we're taking a bath together." Not only did Stanley not let go, but he held her tighter.

Violet looked at him, "I don't want to take a shower with you."

Every time she took a shower with him, they had sex for a long time without being able to rest.

This time, she was afraid that it would be no exception.

Stanley naturally knew the reason why Violet didn't want to take a shower with him, but he just wouldn't

let go of her, instead he lowered his head and bit the tip of her ear, "I'm leaving tomorrow, won't you

satisfy me?"

"......" Violet was speechless at this point.

Look how well this man talked, and she could not refuse.

Because the man knew her weakness and knew she was reluctant to let them go.

In that way, she couldn't refuse him anymore.

Violet looked at the man speechlessly and stopped struggling for a while before she spoke, "You're

really a little witty, aren't you?"

Stanley smiled, "Thank you for the compliment."

The words fell and the bathroom door closed.

By the time it was opened again, it was hours later.

Stanley came out from inside carrying Violet, who was draped in a bathrobe, leaning on his chest, both

eyes slightly closed, seemingly asleep.

She had been tired of playing with the two children, and now after spending so much time with the

man, it would be strange if she didn't fall asleep.

Stanley carried Violet to the bed, touched her face before lifting the cover and lying down himself,

turning off the lights.

But short after, Stanley opened his eyes and got up, packed up, and quietly left the room.

Downstairs in the living room, the two children were already dressed by the maid and sitting on the

couch.

Seeing Stanley come down, the two children hurriedly jumped off the couch and ran over while holding

one of his hands, "Daddy, where's Mommy?"