Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 198

Moira's heart tensed up, she was quietly not moving at all, and she could hear her own breathing, which was slightly hurried.

To be honest, sleeping on the same bed with him had caused her to be unable to calm down.

"Why are you sleeping like that? Aren't you afraid of falling?" In the darkness, the man's grumbling voice sounded.

In the next second, a large palm grabbed her arm and pulled her to the middle of the bed. Moira's slender body was pulled by him just like that, and she moved half a meter.

Moira tensed, and immediately held her breath. Her body felt like it was being pressed on a acupoint, and she didn't dare to move recklessly.

The man's body that had just bathed emitted a faint scent of body wash milk. The scent was cool and pleasant to the nose. Even the smell of alcohol was gone.

Suddenly, the man seemed dissatisfied with the way that she was sleeping with her back to him, and he put his big hand on her shoulder and turned it over.

Just like that, Moira laid face to face with him. Her side profile was pressed tightly against the man's chest.

"Don't hold me, I can't sleep like this." Moira wanted to find an excuse to struggle free from his embrace.

"Can't sleep? Why?" In the darkness, the man's low, sexy laughter rang out.

"I don't like being carried to sleep." Moira stiffly explained.

"I like it." Sage tyrannically whispered, but he still did not let go.

Moira really didn't like it, so she couldn't help but squirm in his embrace, intending to break free from his embrace and sleep alone at the side.

However, Moira did not understand men. To struggle in such a self-righteous manner, to men, it was undoubtedly a feeling similar to teasing.

His breathing suddenly became heavier. In the darkness, his handsome face tightened as he looked at the woman who was still twisting.

"Don't move." There was a danger of warning in his low warning voice.

Moira immediately froze, she could feel his dangerous aura.

"Sage, what are you doing?" Moira asked angrily.

"This is all your fault, do you still blame me?" A man appeared to be extremely innocent.

Moira immediately wanted to retreat. In the face of such a dangerous situation, she didn't dare to stay by his side.

"Try moving it again." Sage gasped, as though he was trying his best to endure something.

Moira didn't dare to move again. She stiffened her body, unwilling to let go just like that.

"Can you ..." Moira blushed.

"No." Sage replied her in frustration.

"Then can we sleep separately tonight?" Moira blushed and pleaded again.

"No way!" Sage was unwilling to let go of her.

"Then... Let's split up a bit! I can't sleep if you do this."

Sage couldn't help but snort lightly, "You're really selfish, to be able to make me into such a state, so you still want to sleep?"

"Then... Then what do you want?" Moira really did not know what the consequences would be.