romantic juniper

Kathy had no choice but to cling to him helplessly, panting and moaning in the steaming heat, sparks of love stirred up with the water waves.

"Phil..."

They have been doing this for the third night in a row, and Kathy really can't take it anymore. I really don't know where Felix's interest and energy come from, isn't he tired of doing it with the same person so many times?

After being kissed, touched, loved, and "by the way" washed all over by Felix, Kathy was carried out of the bathroom by the man with her feet limp, wearing only a bathrobe.

Felix put him on the bed, and brought him a hair dryer to dry his hair. The movements of his fingers stroking the hair were as gentle as a caress, as if Kathy was his most cherished baby.

Under Felix's service, Kathy, who was about to fall asleep comfortably, suddenly came back to her senses, and suddenly yelled: "Ah, my beef stew!"

He jumped out of bed in a panic, but fell down as soon as he got out of bed, his waist and legs were so weak that he couldn't use his strength, and he was really angry inside. It was the fault of some pervert that he would become like this.

Suddenly his body flew into the air, Felix hugged him again, and Kathy quickly put his arms around his neck.

"You, what do you want to do?"

"Take you to the kitchen." Felix laughed at his panicked reaction. "What do you think I want to do?"

Kathy's cheeks turned red on the spot, and she gritted her teeth in embarrassment. "You can 'help' me to the kitchen." A big man is being carried around by him, can you not want to be crooked?

"I like to hug you." Felix strode out of the bedroom and said with a doting smile, "It means you belong to me, and I am your closest person."

Kathy blushed and muttered warmly, this thick-skinned guy is not ashamed.

Before he got to the kitchen, he heard the pressure cooker beeping loudly. It had been going on for an unknown amount of time. When Felix carried him to the front of the stove, Kathy quickly turned off the fire to release the pressure and wiped off his cold sweat.

It was too dangerous, but luckily it didn't set the kitchen on fire.

"Change to an electronic instant cooker with a timer function." Felix suggested, "It's safe and convenient, and you don't have to think about turning off the stove when you're doing errands."

Kathy really wanted to yell at him, "No one does errands while dinner is half-cooked," but she refrained from saying that, knowing that such a tyrannical man would never listen.

They decided to have dinner nestled on the sofa. Dining surrounded by the fragrance of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine roses was barely a special kind of romance.Felix, as if trying to curry favor with him, set the table for him assiduously, served him a large plate of beef on a deep plate, and offered to feed him.

Kathy seemed uncomfortable about this, but she still opened her mouth to bite off the piece of meat fed by the man, chewed it carefully, and frowned.

"My beef stew is overcooked." He muttered, "Although the beef is soft and melts in your mouth, the soup has dried up after being simmered for too long, and the shallots have a grassy taste after being cooked for too long."

"It doesn't matter if it's grassy or earthy, I'll eat it for you anyway." Felix said, and forked another piece of meat to his mouth. "Eat more, you need to grow meat."

"You only want shallots and not beef?" Did he hear correctly?

"Because I just had an 'appetizer'." The man smiled ambiguously and charmingly, "After you are full, there will be a 'main course and dessert' to enjoy. Today's dinner is really rich."

Enrich your head!

This guy has no seriousness, it's really maddening.Kathy seriously considered "asking" Felix to sleep in the guest room, or he would never get a good night's sleep.

"Do you feel anything in this area?"

Felix asked such a question suddenly, making Kathy puzzled.

"what?"

"Here it is." Felix pointed to the snow-white chest exposed under the collar of his slightly open bathrobe.

Kathy looked down at her chest in doubt.There was a pale scar on his chest, and he usually wore the amulet given by his mother. The scar was not obvious, but at this moment he took the amulet to take a bath, which caught Felix's attention.

"Oh, this..." Kathy said indifferently, "The doctor said that it would take half a year to a year for the transplanted skin to recover its sense of touch. Now it's been a year, so it should have recovered."

The man raised his eyebrows, "You haven't touched it?"

Kathy rolled his eyes at him, "You can touch it if you want." Think he can't see what he's thinking?

The man who always hugged and touched his lover unscrupulously now cautiously stretched out a finger and gently pressed the scar.

"Feel it?" he asked.