My Husband Warm The Bed (Karen Daly) novel Chapter 1699

Early in the morning.

The sunlight shone into the room through the curtains and soon the room was bathed in golden rays.

Monique blinked her eyes and instantly woke up. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a magnified handsome face in front of her, which caused her to betaken aback.

With this move, she cried out in pain. "Ah..."

It hurts! thought Monique.

It was as if she went for a battle after not training for a long time. Every muscle of her body was aching after the intense session she had the night before.

"You're awake."

Levi was still the same person, but Monique felt that he was different. He looked more mature and even his voice was sexier than usual.

"It's still early, you can sleep for a little while longer."

Not only that, Levi was gentler and when he was talking to Monique, he had a gentle smile on his face.

Monique was a little confused for a moment. She didn't know if she was dreaming, so she reached out her hand and pinched Levi hard. "It didn't hurt. Was it really a dream?" Monique wondered.

"You're the one pinching me. Of course you won't hurt."

Even though Monique had pinched Levi, he was still smiling. His smile was so gentle; it was an expression she had never seen on him before.

In the past, when she pinched him, he would yell at her even though he wouldn't retaliate.

Could it be that after such a night, even his temper had changed?

"What? Don't you believe what happened last night? Do you need me to do something to help you recall?" Levi came closer to her and his warm breath landed on her face, which made her blush and her heart race.

"Go away!" Monique's courage from the previous night had disappeared. She hid in the quilt like a coward. Upon seeing this, Levi couldn't help teasing her.

However, he couldn't bear to do so too.

"What a silly girl!"

He got up and said, "I'm going to buy breakfast. You rest for a while."

He was just using the excuse to buy breakfast to give her some space to relax.

Monique was a more traditional girl. She must have put in a lot of effort to take that step the night before. Levi had already enjoyed the blissfulness of it, so he wouldn't force her anymore.

Watching his back disappear from the door, Monique breathed a sigh of relief, but somehow she felt a little disappointed. In fact, she liked his warm embrace very much.

It seemed that as long as he was around, she would not be afraid no matter how dangerous it was outside.

However, she also understood that Levi didn't want to embarrass her, so he found an excuse to go out.

At such a critical moment, she didn't have the mood to rest anymore. No matter how uncomfortable she was, she had to get up and continue to work. She couldn't leave all the burden to Levi alone.

She rolled out of bed and felt a little uncomfortable. When her feet touched the ground, her legs were so weak that her knees almost gave out. Fortunately, she held onto the wall in time that she didn't fall down.

Monique concluded that it was not as tiring to undergo training in the army as the session from the night before.

Outside the house, it was already full of traffic. The shops on both sides of the street had opened. There were also hawkers who were doing their best to shout as they were afraid of missing any potential customer.

"Tell me." There was no bowl or utensils in their room. Levi just brought back the thermos containing the soup along with the spoon. "This soup smells so good. Where did you buy it? Why don't I remember anyone selling this nearby?"

Levi said, "The shop owner next door saw that

I am handsome, so she especially allowed me to cook there."

Monique replied, "You wouldn't embarrass yourself just for a bowl of soup, Levi."

"Do you think I'm that cheap?"

"What else then?"

Levi said, "I just want you to drink some soup to replenish your energy. I asked the owner next door to lend me her kitchen."

"I knew it." Monique knew that this bowl of soup wasn't easy to come by. It was easy for her to probe for an answer from Levi. With that, she handed him the spoon and said, "You drink it first."

"I've already taken it."

"If you don't drink, I won't drink as well."

"Monique, if you want to drink my saliva, just say it. I'm happy to give it to you. There's no need to make such an indirect request."

"Don't use this trick to deceive me. I won't buy it. Just drink it when I ask you to. Otherwise, I won't drink it either." She had already given herself to Levi. Couldn't she figure out what was in his mind?

In the past two days, Levi was even more exhausted than she was. He was the one who needed to recharge himself.

Monique made a mental note that when they returned to Chatterton Town, she would ask her mother to cook some nourishing soup for Levi to make up for the weight that he had lost these days.