Chapter 4


    Soon Keh stopped. He didn''t remove the veil from her face.


    He looked down at the girl who was asleep on the bed. He remembered how beautiful her eyes were


    when they were open. When she looked up at him, he couldn''t help feeling tempted.


    She was abination of innocence and femininity.


    Keh looked at the red mark on her neck. Her skin was so delicate. He had just pinched it lightly,


    and now there was a red mark.


    Keh turned around, went back on the sofa, andy down.


    His sleep disorder had been deteriorating step by step, and it was not something her silver needle


    could treat. However, she was skilled in medicine, and he had taken a nap in her palm just now.


    It was about ten minutes.


    He hadn''t slept for ten minutes in a long time.


    Keh looked at the slender woman on the bed. He wondered why her hands were so small and soft.


    ...


    The next morning, Arabe was sitting in the dining room eating the Lotus seeds and red dates soup


    brought by the maid, and Mrs. Sharon was chatting beside her with a smiling face, "Be, I liked you


    the moment I saw you. In the future, if Ken dares to bully you, just tell me. I will help you beat him...


    Just take the soup. I''m looking forward to my great-grandchildren..."


    Mrs. Sharon had gray hair, but she was spirited, kind, amiable, and humorous. Arabe liked her very


    much.


    Then the maid said, "Mr. Lucero, good morning."


    Keh went downstairs.


    Arabe raised her eyes. Today Keh was wearing a white shirt and ck trousers, a ssic match


    of a most charming man. He walked down the red carpet, looking elegant and noble.


    An older wedding nanny walked down behind him, holding a wedding napkin in her hand. There was a


    smear of blood on the wedding napkin.


    The wedding nanny smiled and told Mrs. Sharon, "Mrs. Sharon, congrattions. I wish you have great-


    grandchildren soon."


    "Good, very good! Butler!" Mrs. Sharon rewarded the nanny very generously.


    Arabe knew at a nce that the wedding nanny was holding the wedding napkin for the first night of


    her and Keh together. A virgin would bleed. But they hadn''t done anything. Then... where did the


    bloode from?


    At this moment Keh stopped by her side. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "I did it. I


    shouldn''t have done it wrong, right? Are you still... a virgin?"


    His question was too blunt. Arabe had never dated a man, and her face immediately flushed.


    At this time, the two of them were a little more intimate. When Keh lowered his head and


    whispered in Arabe''s ear, they were much like newlyweds who were glued together.


    Mrs. Sharon immediately covered her eyes with her hands and said, "I''m not seeing anything. Please


    go on."


    With that, Mrs. Sharon moved her fingers and watched secretly.


    Keh looked at Arabe''s blushing face, and raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a bit of a mature


    man''s unique charm, "Your 20th birthday hasn''t arrived yet. You''re 19 years old. Have you ever been


    with... a man?"


    Arabe was still very young, only 19 years old.


    Keh was 27 years old, a man of his prime age, handsome and mature.


    He pressed on with such perseverance, and the two of them got so close. Arabe only felt his warm


    breath on her delicate skin, making her just want to hide.


    "Do you want some?" Arabe turned around and fed the Lotus seeds and red dates soup from the


    spoon directly into his mouth, trying to silence him.


    The butler on the side cried, "Mrs. Lucero, that''s your spoon!"


    Mr. Lucero was a big clean freak. It was the spoon that Mrs. Lucero had been using. The butler quickly


    went to get the mouthwash.


    Arabe''s eyshes trembled. She had just wanted to silence him and fed him directly with her spoon.


    What...


    However, Keh stood up straight with a frown and then ate the spoonful of soup she had fed him


    under the gaze of everyone.


    The butler was stunned. Mr. Lucero... what was wrong with him?


    Mr. Lucero, you are a clean freak. Have you forgotten that?


    Mrs. Sharon nodded with satisfaction. She was over 70 years old and she was a very good judge of


    character. She liked Arabe the first time they met. This girl and her grandson were destined to be


    together.


    "Great! You two shared a bowl of soup. It seems I will have a great-grandchild soon." Mrs. Sharon was


    happy like a child.


    Arabe held the spoon that she had fed Keh with and looked at the remaining half bowl of soup.


    Was she going to eat it or not?


    Keh sat down at this time. He looked over, and said with great concern, "Why don''t you eat it? Go


    on, or it will be cold soon."


    Arabe knew that Keh was doing it on purpose. She had just fed him with the spoon and now he


    wanted her to keep using it.


    It would be the equivalent of them indirectly... kissing each other.


    "Yeah, Arabe, why don''t you eat it? Eat it quickly and I''ll get you another bowlter." Mrs. Sharon


    said.


    Arabe quickly finished the soup with the spoon and said, "I''m full, Grandma."


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    Seeing her cute and innocent face, Keh smiled and he was in a good mood.


    ...


    After breakfast, Mrs. Sharon asked Arabe, "Arabe, are you going outter?"


    Arabe nodded, "Grandma, I want to go back to visit my parents."


    "Yes, you should go back to visit them. Ken, go back with Arabe and bring some gifts. This is what a


    son-inw should do." Mrs. Sharon said to Keh quickly.


    It was toote when Arabe tried to stop it, because Keh came over and said, "Okay, let''s go."


    The two walked out of Floweret Garden and came to thewn. Mr. Keh opened the door of the


    passenger seat and said, "Get in the car."


    Arabe waved her hand and said, "Grandma can''t see us anymore. You can do your job and I''ll take a


    taxi back to see my parents."


    Keh raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn''t you promise to put on a show with me in front of


    Grandma? Get in the car. Don''t let me say it a third time."


    He was arrogant and domineering.


    But Arabe''s heart skipped a beat. He agreed to the peace deal she had suggestedst night!


    Arabe didn''t refuse anymore and got in the luxury car obediently.


    The car was speeding on the road, and neither of them spoke anymore. To avoid embarrassment,


    Arabe simply turned her face to the window.


    The shadow of Keh was reflected in the brightly lit car window. He was driving attentively and


    smoothly.


    Arabe saw the expensive watch on his sturdy wrist, which cost tens of millions.


    Arabe wondered what his identity was. She only knew that the two of them had reached a peace


    deal, which would make it more convenient for her to move around in the Snyder family.


    Arabe fixed her eyes on the scenery outside the window.


    ...


    Half an hourter, the car stopped at the door of the Snyder family. Arabe lowered her eyes and tried


    to unfasten her seat belt.


    But it wouldn''t budge.


    "Let me help you." Keh leaned in.


    Arabe let go, letting Keh help unfasten it.


    Keh had smelt Arabe''s fragrancest night. Now when the two of them were leaning so close to


    each other, he smelt her pleasant body fragrance again.