Vivian had already made the worst of it and didn’t want Morris to die for her.


    “Can’t you think of the good? What, you don’t believe in my strength?” The man pinched her snow-winning skin and flirted.


    “I believe you, but … there are people outside of people. We still don’t know how Houghton and the others sealed Yoona Lee’s memory until now, we can only wait until the day of the Hunting Extravaganza and meet Yoona Lee to know the true strength of the Hidden Tribe’s secret arts.”


    Vivian is worried, “Morris, I want to go back to L City. I miss my parents, I miss our children, and I miss Night apartment.”


    Only in L City was her real home.


    All of her family members were in L City, but being forced toe to the Hidden Tribe, Vivian was tired of worrying about every day.


    “Then get some rest. Only a month at most, we can leave the Hidden Tribe, you can think of it as a trip. Because, we always have to go back.”


    He sped his hands on Vivian’s shoulders and leaned down to look at her before dropping a kiss on her lips, “Vivian, I miss you.”


    The shallow kiss seemed to have a powerful magic, making Vivian gradually forget her worries and sink under his sizzling heat.


    Hysterical madness, the realm of lingering forgetfulness.


    No matter what, the two have an extremelymitted attitude, even if it is to do a love, but also will be fullymitted.


    Perhaps, this is the attitude towards love.


    …


    The next day.


    Vivian woke up early and Morris did not leave, but stayed with her until dawn.


    This was the first time she had seen Vivian stay in her room until dawn since she came to the Hidden Tribe.


    When she opened her sleepy eyes, she saw Morris’ handsome face, the face she had been thinking about.


    “When did you take off your makeup? You’re not afraid they’lle back and find out?” Vivian’s mouth was telling him to go, but her hands were wrapped around his sturdy waist and she greedily ced a soft kiss on his lips.


    The man propped his elbows on the pillow, resting his head, quietly looking at the woman in his arms, feeling the beautiful morning, feeling the life after their marriage.


    The woman woke up and offered a kiss.


    Morris’s handsome face was tinged with a light smile, and his dark eyes gradually rose to a hot me.


    He wrapped his lean arms around her waist, bullying her up and kissing her lips back, his teeth gently nibbling on her red lips, “Don’t you know you can’t get hot in the morning.”


    She was already restrained, but couldn’t resist her initiative.


    Vivian’s sanity returned and she braced her hands on his chest, shaking her head, “Don’t. Houghton and the others are already up, it’s not good to find outter.”


    “What are you afraid of? The legal couple, sex and sneaking around?”


    Morris became more and more reckless now that his identity was out in the open.


    Vivian couldn’t help butugh and cry.


    The first thing you can do is to look out the window, listen to the cuckoo’s cry, and watch the morning sun shine on the earth, and a big tree outside is covered with red haze.


    What a beautiful morning, quite an illusion of the quiet of the years.


    p–!


    A sudden pnded on the buttocks, Vivian ‘hissed’ in pain and frowned tightly, “What are you hitting me for?”


    “To punish you! With me, actually still distracted, not hit you hit who!”


    See, really wanton.


    He hit her, and he was justified in doing so.


    Vivian was so angry that she raised her hand and pped him too.


    But Morris didn’t give her a chance, instead he raised his hand and grabbed her wrist, holding it down on the bed, and smiled gangly, “Is Vivian provoking me?”


    “Who asked you to hit me.”


    “It seems that the beating was too light, so I have to ‘punish’ you in a different way to make you remember.”Material ? of N?velDrama.Org.