Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

After answering the call, Wyatt unbuttoned his shirt and showed her a strong back as a drawing board.

She lifted her eyelids and saw him sitting on the bed, turning his back to her. She pursed her lips and took out the thickest brush, a green one!

In the supermarket, she had specifically asked around. It was a children's paintbrush. Relatively speaking, it was easier to use and easier to wash. The color was also carefully selected by her. Seeing Wyatt busy talking on the phone, as if he didn't want to avoid her, she rolled up her sleeves and walked over. She drew an extremely big character on his strong back. No matter who knew it or not, this time, she drew a turtle with the head particularly pointed. Waverly snickered as she painted on the human drawing board.

Wyatt vaguely felt something strange on his body, but he was on the phone and didn't take it to heart. He just let her paint. After taking a bath, everything would be fine.

"Yes, send all the important documents to my email."

"I will have to stay in Laramie City for a period of time. Yes, that's all!"

After the call, Wyatt still checked his phone and returned some messages. As soon as he hung up the phone, he felt that there was something wrong with his neck. As soon as he reached out, Waverly pressed him down.

"Don't move. Don't cheat. I haven't finished drawing yet!"

Waverly pushed his hand away and dipped the brush in more paint. This time, she even casually drew a bunch of eggs along his neck, and then touched his Adam's apple.

Wyatt's eyes unconsciously drooped and he felt anxious in his heart. At this

moment, his heart was racing wildly. Under her shadow, his sexy Adam's apple couldn't help but bob up and down. When he opened his mouth, his voice was so hoarse that it was hard to conceal his emotions.

"What are you doing?"

Frowning slightly, Wyatt's deep gaze swept across Waverly who was holding a brush. He felt a little powerless. "She looks like she's going to do mething big."

Having already come to the front of him, Waverly smiled innocently. "Drawing... Don't move. It's about to start!"

Picking up the brush, Waverly placed it directly on his handsome face this time. But before she reached the destination, someone had grabbed her slender wrist.

"Waverly!"

"She's going to draw on my face! She's going too far!"

"Why are you so loud? I'm not deaf. Don't move, don't move. You told me I could

paint your whole body. What, your face doesn't count?"

Wyatt glared at her. He was so angry that he thought, "Is she calling me shameless? This woman really knows how to deal with people!"

"Do you want me to draw or not? Where can I draw then? Tell me everything at once! I haven't calmed down yet." Waverly pouted and poked his forehead. Wyatt had no choice but to let her.

"Only once! Fine."

As soon as he finished his words, he raised his head and squinted his eyes as if he was compromising and inviting. "Forget it! I'll just take it as an ignorant child scrawling, because I'm the one who was in the wrong."

The corners of Waverly's lips curled up into a smile when she raised the brush again.

Originally, he wanted to get rid of the misunderstanding. However, in the darkness, his senses became sharper. Any touch on his body seemed to be magnified hundreds of thousands of times. Wyatt could even clearly feel every pore open, not to mention the hot temperature and the fragrant breath around him.

When Wyatt opened his eyes again, the fire burning in his heart flared up again. He gritted his teeth. He was so angry that smoke was practically coming out of his ears. Wyatt could not help but grunt.

"What are you doing now?"

Wyatt grabbed her wrist and dragged her over. He lifted his hand and slapped her butt several times. "Very fun, isn't it?"

Just because he didn't dare to touch her, she kept playing with fire. She was touching him where he hated most. If she didn't torture him to death, she wouldn't rest.

Looking down at the circular lines on his body, Wyatt wanted to roll his eyes. She was smart indeed. She drew a turtle with such artistic value.

But what were these circles?

Before Wyatt could react, a burst of suppressed laughter came. He looked up and their eyes met. Waverly covered her mouth and leaned back. She could not help laughing.

"Haha..."

One of them was untidy and messy, with a gloomy face, while the other was beaming and giggling. The other was covered in paint and the latter was snow white, forming a stark contrast. The scene was somewhat funny.

Turning over, Wyatt pressed her under his body, raised his hand, and patted her waist twice, but he was really gnashing his teeth.

"You're still laughing?"

Wyatt looked down at the drawing and asked, "What did you draw?"

She was afraid that he was too clean and too pretty, wasn't she?

Waverly covered her mouth from time to time and laughed until tears came out of her eyes. She could not speak for a long time. Although she was lying on her back, her trembling body moved a little and touched the man's body from time to time.

He could not scold her, but he had never seen her so happy and beautiful. His rough fingertips unconsciously stroked her soft hair. Wyatt was angry but helpless. He lowered his head and severely stole a few sweet kisses on her lips and neck.

Wyatt's mind couldn't help but wander as he thought about all sorts of things. When he looked at Waverly, however, there was only mirth in her eyes. Waverly couldn't help but laugh at his comical behavior. She arched her back, hugged her belly and burst out in laughter. It was as if she hadn't laughed in her entire life. Initially, he was still very interested. After a few gentle kisses, Wyatt couldn't even get into a good mood. He gave her two tight slaps on her butt.

Was that really necessary?

How could she be so happy just by drawing a few turtles?

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Wyatt got up and took a look with his phone. At first, it was not a big deal. But then he raised his eyebrows. There was a turtle on each of his cheeks, and it was chasing each other in circles. On his forehead was a bunch of lumps, perhaps baby turtles. He looked like

a clown. He couldn't help but smile.

"Ha..."

How did this woman come up with this idea? No wonder she had bought so many

brushes!

Her brain was designed to fool him, wasn't it?

At this moment, another burst of sullen laughter came from the side. Wyatt slapped her long legs again and said, "Still laughing? Let's see what you drew."

He was even more speechless than a baby!

It better be washable, otherwise he would not be able to face anyone!

"Is your anger vented out now?"

Waverly propped herself up and her eyes seemed to be full of brilliance. She half

lay on one side of his shoulder from a distance. Waverly blinked her long eyelashes and nodded cleverly.

"Yes."

Waverly tilted her head and looked at him for another three seconds. Then, she smiled and said, "Wyatt, I suddenly realized that you're quite cute!"

If it weren't for the interference of those messy people, and if they got along in private, he was actually very good, and she was very happy! Unfortunately, they could no@live in their own bubble forever-

"What?"

As soon as he came to his senses, Waverly also caught the slight dissatisfaction

in Wyatt's tone. She smiled and moved forward a few steps, saying very seriously,

"I said you are wise, divine, handsome, and very manly! I like that you pamper

and spoil me like this."

She was very happy!

Except for the occasional nitpicking!

In fact, 'cute' was also a word of praise! However, from his eyes, Waverly knew

that when he heard this word, he must think it was childish. Anyway, he certainly

didn't like it.

But as soon as she finished his words, he felt pleased and relaxed.

"Waverly..."

With one hand on her slender waist, Wyatt's voice instantly turned soft. He could

not help but slowly lower his head.

With a strong gaze, Waverly's red lips could not help but rise a little. "Look, he is a domineering man but he also likes to listen to beautiful words!"

The atmosphere was just right. Just as Wyatt was about to kiss her, he caught the suppressed smile in her eyes. He stopped and helplessly pinched her cheeks.

"I'm going to take a shower."

If he didn't wash his body, she would be able to get rid of the great fire.

She really knew how to embarrass him in public!

How could he deal with her in this way?

But was it really that funny?noveldrama

She laughed all night that her face and neck turned red-

As he got up, he walked towards the bathroom. Wyatt couldn't help but lower his

head to take a look. Then he looked at his back. "They're just a few turtles, aren't

they?"

She was really childish.

When he passed by the mirror, he

subconsciously turned around to take a look. When he stopped in his tracks, he suddenly saw something from the corner of his eyes. Suddenly, Wyatt turned back He fixed his eyes on it, his face darkened, and his eyes gleamed with.

"Waverly..."

With a roar, Wyatt gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me clearly what the drawing is."

As soon as she came down from the bed, their eyes met and her neck shrank.

Waverly giggled and raised her hand, begging for mercy. "A turtle. Didn't you let me..."

Before she could finish her words, a tall figure had already rushed back. "Tell me again!"

It was okay to draw a bunch of turtles on him, but the key was that they were followed by piles of round balls. What did she mean? Wasn't it obvious?

He thought that it was just a casual painting, and he thought that she was childish

and deliberately drew the turtle to irritate him, so he endured it!