Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife-Chapter 240 - 239: Sweetness (26)

It was supposed to be quick, but the car was so narrow, the two of them face to face like this, and any slight movement from her would reveal her body, covered in hickeys, right in front of Damian Sinclair.

It was maddening to see such vibrant allure right before his eyes, yet he couldn’t taste it.

Damian snorted coldly and reached out to poke Bella Acker’s waist.

"Ah!" Bella exclaimed, glaring up at him, "Close your eyes, don’t look."

"I can’t even look at this?" Damian raised an eyebrow, spreading his arms and legs generously, "If you feel it’s unfair, you can look back."

Bella didn’t know what to say to him.

Even though they had done all sorts of intimate things, she still felt nervous and shy in front of him. But as for him? He was shameless, an old rogue without a care.

Bella complained silently, but her gaze still quickly swept over him.

She couldn’t deny that Damian’s physique was really amazing.

He wasn’t the overly muscular type but rather lean and strong. Broad shoulders and a narrow waist, the perfect inverted triangle. And his legs were straight and long, with perfectly defined muscles accentuating his already perfect legs, giving a powerful impression.

He must have worked out well, no wonder he had such strength.

Damian looked at her, "So, are you satisfied with your husband’s physique?"

"Vain." Bella pouted, hastily putting on her sweater and pants before grabbing some water and saying, "Close your eyes."

"Still need to close?" Damian felt a bit helpless. His little woman was so shy, was this a good thing or a bad thing? 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"Hurry and close your eyes." Bella threatened, "If you don’t close your eyes, I won’t wash it for you."

How could she bring herself to wash with him watching so intently?

Damian sighed and finally closed his eyes.

Bella wrinkled her nose, pouring mineral water into her hands.

She looked at the water in her hands, then at the very energetic guy, hesitated for a long while before biting her lip and slapping it on.

"Hiss!" Damian gasped, "Bella, are you trying to murder your husband?"

"I... I’m sorry, did it hurt?" Bella opened her eyes, startled, thinking she had hurt him last night and now again today, she worried if she had broken it.

Thinking this, she furtively glanced over.

The once-energetic little guy had now shrunk down, looking quite lifeless.

Bella felt a bit guilty, "Damian, is it... is it broken?"

Damian gave her a helpless look, "You can touch and see."

Bella wasn’t reassured, hesitated before reaching out to touch.

She touched very carefully, as if examining some precious artifact.

Her fingers brushed over it a couple of times, and the once lifeless guy suddenly regained a bit of vigor. She finally felt reassured, murmuring, "Seems it’s not broken."

Damian chuckled, "Why do I sense a hint of disappointment in your tone?"

"No way." Bella pouted, poured more water into her palm, and cleaned it.

This time, she didn’t dare close her eyes and wash haphazardly but did it rather carefully.