The expression on his face was very serious, as if he were considering a very serious collaboration and that any mistake would cause tens of millions in losses. His slender fingers moved behind her for a long time, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and then, defeated, he moved around behind her. He didn't seem to know how to take off her clothes! This close-fitting clothing seemed to have a unique structure and needed to be studied by him. "Stupid, can't you take off my underwear!" she muttered in a low voice as if she was disgusted. But she was heard by George and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed. ...... Sigrid pointed to the bathroom. "There, carry me in and help me to take a bath. You must scrub me from head to toe! Don't leave any place untouched. I won't pay if I'm not scrubbed clean!" "Okay," he obliged. He must help her bathe from head to toe. Sigrid was very ill-behaved when she was drunk. When she was lying in the bathtu
Sigrid seemed to hear her own heart beating violently. She was clearly nervous. If George wasn't wearing underwear... 'No, no, I don't want to think about it!' she said to herself. When her hand was about to reach the private part of his anatomy, a big hand stopped her. She was startled. Sigrid looked up and met the man's burning eyes. Unlike his sleepy eyes when he'd woken up the last time, today they were intense enough to melt ice. They were like the eyes of a hungry beast eyeing its delicious prey. Sigrid swallowed. "You're awake." "Yes." His voice was hoarse and sexy. At the sound of just this one word, Sigrid blushed. For some reason, some shameful images sprang into her mind. She wanted to pull back her hand as if nothing had happened, but he wouldn't let it go. He kept pressing her hand onto his abdominal muscles, not letting her move it up or down, nor letting her pull it away. Sigrid was about to start crying her eyes out. 'I kn
With a red face, she held the quilt closer to herself with one hand while trying to get her underwear with the other, but he quickly evaded her. "Give them back to me!" Sigrid did not dare to speak loudly. She could only look at him with dissatisfaction on her red face. George raised his eyebrows. "Why should I do that?" "Those are my underwear! Not yours! Of course, you have to give them to me!" She bit her lip and stared at him fiercely, but she didn't know that in George's view, her eyes were saying either "Please ravage me" or "I'm seducing you"... "These are yours?" He acted puzzled and with his other hand reached out, unfolded the small piece of clothing he was holding, and carefully inspected it. 'Mom, there's a pervert in here!' she shouted in her heart! "Give them back to me if you are done looking!" She was so angry that she rushed over to grab them, but she'd used so much force that she ended up falling on top of him. She managed to
Sigrid's body stiffened. "What? Nothing happened between us last night!" Considering his physique, if something had really happened to her, she would probably be sore today! Nothing happened last night! Definitely! "The contract says that there is no need for close contact in private. What you did last night breached the contract." George was talking some serious nonsense. He looked at her red ears with great interest when she was too embarrassed to look at him now. Sigrid was shocked. "But you... you held in your arms when we were sleeping!" "It's not the same. I was naked last night," he replied. Sigrid felt that her face wasn't cooling down at all, so she curled her lip and said aggrievedly, "What do you want?" "The default penalty is five million." "Five million???" Her eyes opened wide. She couldn't believe it. Where in the contract did it say that they had to pay five million in compensation for breach of the contract? It was
His deep and husky voice was full of temptation. Sigrid felt that her thoughts could not keep up with him. Kiss him? She swallowed instinctively and said, "Why... why do I have to kiss you to prove what I say?" "Stop talking, kiss me." Sigrid felt so grieved to be ordered around by this guy again. Her eyes slowly moved down from his deep eyes to his sexy thin lips, she hesitated and felt that it wouldn't be so bad. 'Oh, no... Snap out of it! This is not a matter of whether it would be good or not!' she told herself. "We've agreed that we shouldn't have any intimate contact in private," she protested in a low voice. "Five million or kiss me. Choose." George lowered his head a few centimeters, "Kiss me passionately. As passionately as you rushed into my arms last night." Sigrid: "..." It was a no brainer. She didn't have the five million to give him. The only thing she could do was... She lifted her small white hand, cares
Seeing that his sexy thin lips were bleeding, Sigrid felt a little guilty. Blushing with embarrassment, she took a tissue from the bedside table and wiped his lips. "I'm done kissing... Put on your clothes." She now knew that his breath didn't stink, and he was naked now. Why did she have the impulse that she wanted to continue kissing him? Sigrid pressed her hand to the left side of her chest and felt her rapid heartbeat. She was a little worried that she was so horny! Well, it must be because his lips were so beautiful and his mouth didn't stink! He slowly put on his clothes. His cold and aloof look made Sigrid feel distant and uncomfortable. The same man with his clothes on and his clothes off presented two radically different pictures! "I believe you this time, but watch your step in the future," he said in a cold tone as he turned his back to her. Sigrid, who couldn't see his slightly upturned mouth, breathed a sigh of relief. "I'll be mor
He pinched her rosy cheeks and said, "Missed you." 'He must have changed dramatically today!' Sigrid thought to herself. After breakfast, Franklin and Kama also came down. Franklin's original plan was to sit as they had last night, but when he saw George sitting directly beside Sigrid, he had to sit on the other side of George. Breakfast was served on the table. In front of Sigrid were the fried noodles she liked, and the others all had their own favorites. There were several different kinds of noodles in the middle. Obviously, they didn't know George's preferences, so they let him choose. Sigrid put the fried noodles directly in front of him. "Have a try." George picked up his utensils, scooped up some fried noodles, and put them into his mouth. The noodles were similar to the ones made by the chefs at the villa, but they were made with different ingredients. There was more ham mixed in with the noodles. In addition, there were more vermicelli
"Dad, Auntie, Rebecca and Edward, we're going," Sigrid said with a smile. Franklin was very satisfied with her performance and smiled kindly. "Drive safely on your way home. You can come and visit more often when you are free. Dad will see that your favorite dishes are prepared." The smile at the corners of Sigrid's mouth deepened and thought in her heart. "That's so nice of you to say. Do you know what I like to eat? Almost no dishes on the table last night were my favorites!" Edward's gaze fell directly on Sigrid's chest. Seeing her holding George's arm so tightly, he clenched his fists. Heaven knows what he wanted to do most right now was to ask Sigrid why she treated him differently. When she'd been with him, she never held his arm so tightly, not to mention having s*x with him! Her cuddling with George was one thing, but it actually seemed that George enjoyed it very much! Sigrid, unaware that her current posture was being taken notice of, conti