Chapter 208

Pushing the door open, I found Marry Walker was sitting on the floor reading a book. Her room was pink, with a blanket on the floor, and a pleasant fragrance filled the room. The white roses I gave her were placed on the bedside table.

"How did you come in? Where's my brother?" she asked as she noticed me, clearly unaware of the situation.

Sitting in front of her, I said, "He asked me to come and keep you company."

"What?" Her expression showed surprise.

I took a deep breath. "He already knows about us, and from the way he spoke, it seems like your parents know too!"

Marry Walker looked surprised. "How is that possible?"

"Why not? He just told me in the study, asked me to take care of you, and even suggested we get engaged soon!"

Her face blushed, but she did not object to the engagement. She muttered softly, "This shouldn't be happening. I only told my mom, and I specifically told her to keep it a secret!"

I was stunned. It turned out the clown was me all along! I was the last to know!

Now everything made sense. Her mother looked at me as if I were her son-in-law. No wonder she had asked so many detailed questions earlier.

Seeing my sad look, she quickly leaned in, embracing my neck. "Oh well, whether sooner or later, it has to be said. Since they all know now, there's no point in hiding it. Look how much my mom likes you. She knew you were coming and took the day off early to cook!"

With things having come to this point, it was better to face it calmly rather than mournfully.

I forced a smile. "Well, if they know, it's fine. I just wasn't mentally prepared all of a sudden, so I'm a bit shocked!"

She quickly kissed me. "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I shouldn't have told my mom."

I shook my head, holding her waist. "Your dad is quite friendly; your mom is nice too, and I have a rich brother-in-law watching over me. I hit the jackpot."

She asked, "Do you really think so?"

I replied, "Of course. Just that, we initially agreed to give it a try..."

"Well, I'm very satisfied with you."

Marry Walker blushed. "Besides, you've already done that to me. What else can I do?"

"Kissing you?"

She gave me a look. "You're incorrigible!"

Alright, it was my fault, after all. Why did I like kissing her so much? Especially in places where others couldn't see? Was it appropriate to kiss there? She was a proper lady, not someone to be trifled with like this.

I loved her shy look, the faint dimples at the corners of her mouth, and her fair, glowing skin. With a gentle nibble, I could leave a love bite there.

I asked, "If we don't talk about it, can we at least do it?"

She refused, "No!"

Her resistance seemed meaningless to me.

"John Cena, aren't you afraid my brother might suddenly walk in? What about my parents if they come back?"

I said, "Edward asked me to come, so he definitely won't come in. As for your parents, this time, I'll let you off the hook."

She smiled. "You jerk, always bullying me!"

I smirked. "The big bad wolf bullies the lady of the village. Isn't that just natural?"

Knowing she couldn't escape my clutches, she closed her eyes, and even her hands, which had been pushing me away, now wrapped around my neck.

It was so tender, so fair, so fragrant. Who could resist?

The room's air conditioning was on low, but my body was uncomfortably warm. And I was no longer satisfied with just kissing.

Old neighborhoods had a flaw, which was poor sound insulation. I could even hear Edward Walker making a phone call in the study next door. He was on the phone next door while I was fooling around with his sister in her room!

The inner demon reared its head again. I licked my lips. "How about we play a game?"

Marry Walker adjusted her clothes but couldn't hide her bosoms properly. "What game do you want to play?"

I asked, "Do we have any drinks at home?"

"Yes!"

I added, "Then go get some different kinds."

Marry Walker nodded and fixed her clothes. "Do I have a mark on my neck?"

I smiled. "No, go ahead!"

She quickly slipped out of the room and soon returned with various drinks. Orange juice, cola, grape juice... there were seven or eight kinds, all imported.

I said, "Lock the door."

Marry Walker asked, "Why lock the door?"

I asked, "Of course for the game. What if your parents come in?"

She bit her lip, blushing, and locked the door. She was wearing a skirt today and was now kneeling in front of me. "Okay, how do we play?"

Pointing at the drinks, I asked, "Which one do you want to drink?"

She answered, "Grape juice!"

I nodded, opened the grape juice, took a sip, and she seemed to realize something. "Oh, you..."

I leaned in without a word. The grape juice mixed with the sweetness of the young girl was sour, sweet, fragrant, and a bit sentimental. The taste was amazing.

I sent my tongue as a general to take and ravage her territory. Like a fierce, hungry wolf, I wanted to drain the prey dry.

After a while, she seemed intoxicated, and I asked with a smile, "How are these imported drinks?"

She licked her lips. "Not bad!"

I knew she was getting emotional. This was a little game to deepen the bond between us.

I said, "Now it's your turn to ask me what drink I like."

Blushing, she asked, "What drink do you want?"

I pointed at the orange juice. "Just this one!"

"Then I..."

"This time, I don't want an imported one."

She looked puzzled. "Not imported? What kind do you want then?"

I smiled mischievously, pointing at the dimple on her delicate collarbone. "Others' collarbones can hold fish, but yours can hold juice!"

She bit her lip. "Can it really?"

I replied, "Try it and see."

I opened the orange juice, carefully pouring it into the hollows of her collarbones. "Don't move. You might spill it," I said.

She raised her head, and before I could lean in, her fair neck turned pink.

With a chuckle, I couldn't resist taking a sip!

She urged, "Hurry up, it tickles!"

I didn't say a word. I just drank, and the scent of her body mixed with the orange juice made it seem even more delicious. I didn't leave a drop, cleaning up meticulously.

She held her skirt, breathing increasingly heavy. "Are you done?"

I answered, "Almost!"

After a while, I reluctantly withdrew. She seemed on the verge of collapse, and if I hadn't acted quickly, she might have fallen.

I asked, "Want to play more?"

"I don't have the strength," She said breathlessly.

"It's only the second round, and you're already out of energy?" I rubbed my chin. This wasn't fun!

Just then, I saw the marshmallows she had placed on the bedside table!

I had an idea. "I've got it. How about we play a new game?"

This time, she wasn't as enthusiastic as before, probably knowing what game I was playing. "No, you're teasing, not playing a game. It's clearly taking advantage!"

"I'm a guest in your house today. Are you going to let me leave disappointed?" I said, "Your parents said they want you to keep me company!"

She retorted, "You... my parents did say that, but they didn't mean this!"

I whispered in her ear, "When there are people around, it's a proper company, but when there's no one, it's this kind of naughty company. Right now, it's just the two of us. Don't you want to know what game I'm going to play next?"

Once the barrier between a man and a woman was broken, they weren't as cautious. Many things progressed gradually.

Some people let go physically but not emotionally, while Marry Walker let go emotionally but not physically.

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