Chapter 679: Chapter 379: How Can There Be a Lion That Doesn’t Eat Meat, Nonsense
Sure enough, Henry Sullivan stepped forward and directly pushed her down to start unbuttoning her clothes.
Ivy Miller was beyond excited, Xiao Qing was right, she thought this man should be pounced on when they first met.
But after getting the certificate, he actually ran away.
She was mocked by Xiao Qing for four months for not having any charm, which was really enough.
She was here this time with the goal of pouncing on him.
But just now, seeing his stubborn temper, she thought she’d never have a chance to pounce on him.
Now it seems...she was overthinking it.
Xiao Qing was right, there’s no lion that doesn’t eat meat, what a load of nonsense.
This time, she’s going to transform a bit and go back and show off to Xiao Qing.
She’s not lacking in charm, it’s just that her uncle didn’t have the time.
Henry Sullivan kissed her, but deliberately avoided her lips; her inexperienced self didn’t find anything wrong with that.
She wasn’t experienced in this area, merely passively accepting it.
Henry Sullivan initially thought she might be quite skilled.
However, during the process he found out she just had a mouth that couldn’t keep quiet.
No wonder she has a friend who talks such nonsense, birds of a feather flock together.
Seeing her clumsy appearance, he somewhat regretted being so impulsive.
However, retreating in the face of battle was never his style once the gun was loaded.
When she wrapped her arms around his neck and cried out in pain, his heart slightly stirred, pain?
He stopped, "First time?"
In the dark, Ivy Miller’s face was as red as a monkey’s buttocks: "First marriage, should it be the second?"
Henry Sullivan frowned, can’t this little girl speak properly?
"You still have the right to stop now."
"How about it, uncle, do you really... ahem, if you need me to stop, I will."
She still said the same old thing, if you’re sick, you need treatment.
Henry Sullivan was furious inside, how could this little girl be so disdainful of people?
With a slight force, she immediately reached out to grab his back and shouted, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts."
Henry Sullivan chuckled secretly, silly girl, you deserve it.
But after that, he indeed became much gentler, he couldn’t genuinely argue with a little girl.
Ivy Miller really regretted it, one really shouldn’t talk nonsense.
This uncle wasn’t deficient in that area at all, but had hidden depths.
She was quite scared, you know?
After it ended, she turned towards the corner of the wall, huffing and puffing, and fell asleep.
Henry Sullivan turned on the bedside lamp and looked at her sleeping in the corner, shaking his head involuntarily.
Why does she seem like a child?
He put on his clothes, went to the living room, and used an electric kettle to boil some water to help clean her a bit.
When she lazily turned over, she squinted at him for a second before closing her eyes and falling back asleep.
He frowned, is this woman always so defenseless with others?
How would she manage without any sense of danger?
Seeing the bloodstains on the bedsheet, he shifted his gaze back to her face.
Girls these days, few have preserved their virginity like this, right?
He smiled slightly; the marriage partner he picked at random truly surprised him.
Woken by the sound of drills outside the next day, Ivy Miller realized the side next to her was empty.
She frowned, did this uncle really go sleep in the living room yesterday?
But the pillow was still here, huh.
She got up, put on her clothes, and came to the living room, hmm? No one?
She lifted her wrist to check the time, wasn’t it only seven?
She puzzledly came to the door, opened it, and walked out.
In the distance, on the training field, many of the warriors running in neat rows cast their eyes over.
Overnight, the whole military camp had spread the word that the devil officer, Henry Sullivan, got married.