Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia) novel Chapter 1175

Fixing his gaze on her, Wyatt stared at her for three seconds straight.

Smiling cheekily, Waverly showed no signs of distress on her face. Wyatt raised his hand, his rough fingertips pinching her lower jaw. Exerting slight force, he drew both of them closer to each other. The corners of his lips couldn't help but raise a little.

"Well, the Ferrari has turned into a shabby carriage. Can I say 'no'?"

"This girl is clever. She makes herself sound so pitiful, but in truth, she is reluctant to give up on her wealth!"

Ten million dollars sounded like a lot, but it should not be too much for her to handle.

Turpo was, however, indeed ambitious to have the guts to lay his hands on her woman!

"Wyatt, are you agreeing to it?"

With a bright smile, the bottom of Waverly's eyes brimmed with a layer of shining light, beautiful and dazzling.

Wyatt's hand twitched, and his mind went blank for some reason. "What reward do I get in return?" She seemed to have anticipated his words. As his voice sounded, a loud smooch fell on his neck but avoided his lips.

"Is this enough?"

Wyatt was in so much pain after her head knocked into him, but he could not complain, for he was the one who asked for it. He caught the mischievousness in her eyes, so he raised his hand and patted her on the waist.

"You sure are smart. This kiss is indeed expensive..."

That was the first time. Looking at Waverly, a strange thought suddenly came to Wyatt's mind. He felt that she was particularly precious!

"Hey, Wyatt, do you think it's a loss? Then I'll give you more!"

As soon as Waverly moved, Wyatt turned his head away out of reflex. He was about to say, "Enough!". Other than the pain from her kiss, he felt no other feelings! His lips parted when he suddenly felt a strange itch. Turning around, he saw her scratching his armpit with both of her hands launching their itching attacks. It was followed by her giggling.

"Scratch... Scratch..." She giggled as she sang a nursery rhythm.

"Stop fooling around."

"Scratch! Scratch!" "Waverly!"

Elated, Waverly continued on humming a tune.

Without realising it, he was infected by her contagious smile. Turning around, Wyatt scratched her in return. "You won't stop fooling around, will you?"

Wyatt's hand had just scratched over when Waverly cried out while waving her hands in the air, "Ah! Stop it, stop it, it's so itchy!"

"Fine, fine, I was wrong. Stop it, stop scratching!"

"Haha, let me go, let me go!"

At a corner of the table, the duo fooled around. Time seemed to have stopped at that moment as if the two of them were the only ones left in the world.

After the merry laughter, Waverly was exhausted. She giggled, but she had already slumped softly against his shoulder. She swung her fist and punched him hard.

"I said stop it, but you were still making a fuss. Now f m tired! I've always been afraid of itches since I was a child!"

His hands were still clung to her waist. The warmth in Wyatt's eyes melted the coldness of his face, which was tinted with a rare sense of pleasure.

"Who was the one who was disobedient?"

He was still panting, but he went absent-minded the moment his sight landed on her pink and rosy cheeks like a newly ripe apple. Her skin was bright red and tender. Coupled with her thick and curly eyelashes, he found her really beautiful all of a sudden.

"It was me, it was me. I was wrong, alright? Don't scratch me anymore!"