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Chapter 592
Christopher refused. He put one hand on her side, avoiding her high raised abdomen, and stroking her stunning little face with the other hand, “Didn’t you just have a birth check today? The doctor said everything is fine. , I asked, I can touch it, just be lighter.”
With a “pop”, she raised her hand and slapped him, “You asked the doctor this question, Christopher, do you want to be shameless?”
At that time, she was shocked to hear outside, who is this man, he is Christopher!
Who would dare to slap him? I’m afraid Amanda is the only one in this world!
Christopher was slapped off his handsome face. When he turned his face, his dark eyes were stained with scarlet, and he sneered while pinching her small face with his big palm, “Dare to hit me again. Try it? Do you want me to tie it up again?”
This sentence was very deterrent, and Amanda quickly stopped all struggles, obviously afraid of him.
Seeing her becoming obedient, Christopher’s face looked better. He stretched his hand over the quilt to cover the bodies of the two people and began to k!ss her again.
Amanda was crushed. She was standing outside and couldn’t see her small face, but soon, she heard the forbearance of crying.
Amanda cried.
Helen had never seen Amanda cry before. Amanda’s temperament was very light. She was a cool and graceful generation of talented girls. She created Fly jewelry at the age of 18 and her temperament was like an immortal. This was the first time she heard Amanda cry.
Still crying so sad.
That kind of subtle sobbing, like a cry of forbearance and despair with clenched fists, echoed in the eardrums of people, making people heartbreaking.
Christopher’s tall body stiffened suddenly, he stopped his movements, looked down at the woman under him, and then stretched out two big palms to hold her small face, his low voice revealed a little Panicked, anxious, messy, “Baby, why are you crying, huh?”
This “baby” is soft and gentle, making the eardrums crisp.
Amanda pushed and hit his big palm, crying by herself, ignoring him.
“Why are you crying?” Christopher k!ssed the teardrops on her cheek one by one, and asked in a low voice, “Marry me, follow me so wronged?”
Amanda kept pushing him, crying and weeping, “You pressed me so hard…Go away…”
Christopher didn’t move, his posture had always been condescending. Although he trapped her under him, he had already cautiously avoided her stomach.
She shouted that she was hurt but just made an excuse not to like him touching her.
Amanda buried her small face in the pillow and kept crying.
Christopher’s handsome face also turned cold. He was impatient with her crying and was a little upset, so he pulled away.
Entered the shower room and took a cold shower.
Soon he came out, wearing black silk pajamas with a loose belt tied, showing a bit of mature s3xiness.
Amanda slept on the bed, he turned her over and let her lie on his strong chest.
The big palm clasped the back of her head and pressed her l!ps to her handsome face, “k!ss me, huh?”
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