Chapter 238... Still very cocky

I haven't been home for two weeks, and the pet shop is still as bright and clean as ever. It is obvious that the little housekeeping machines are working very hard every day.

In order to allow ventilation, the windows facing the backyard are opened. Roses are planted in the back garden, and the hall and rooms are also filled with the fragrance of flowers.

When I returned to the door of my house, Tong Wanwan was already awake.

But Elvis refused to put her down and insisted on carrying her in.

Tong Wanwan is also slow.

When there were so many people in the medical center, she only felt that Mr. Marshal's embrace was very sudden. It was not until he came back that she realized she felt shy and even inexplicably angry.

"Where are Daya and Savannah?" Tong Wanwan poked her head out of Elvis' arms and struggled again.

Ivis put it down and helped her to stand. "They'll be staying at Eli's house for the next two weeks."

"Well, aren't you coming back today?" Tong Wanwan asked puzzledly.

Normally, the two cats would have loved to stick to her all day long and let her stroke their fur.

She has returned home now, but the brother and sister did not come back with her...

Elvis lowered his eyes, paused, and then wrapped his arms around his girlfriend, hugging her to his chest, resting his chin on her fluffy black hair. "The luggage is still over there. We'll pick them up tomorrow."

Tong Wanwan was half-believing and half-doubting: "Is that so..."

I always feel like someone won’t give back.

Ivis noticed the doubt in her tone, and he curled his lips slightly, but said nothing, just lowered his head and rubbed the back of the child's neck.

“Hmm!”

Tong Wanwan suddenly opened her eyes wide, her body trembling uncontrollably, startled by the strange feeling coming from the back of her neck.

"It's so itchy, Mr. Marshal." She turned half a circle like a cute frightened animal, touched the back of her neck with her palm, and finally soothed the small bumps that had suddenly appeared due to the fright.

"I, I'm going to take a shower."

Tong Wanwan's mind went blank. She took a few steps back, ran up the stairs, and immediately rushed back to the bedroom. She didn't know what she was nervous about.

If Daya and Savannah were at home, Elvis might have been more restrained.

Tong Wanwan thought to herself, feeling both amused and helpless—

Could it be that Mr. Marshal wanted to be intimate with her and that was why he didn't let the two children go home?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this guess was the most likely.

And sometimes he would get into a bad temper, and even after taking a shower and changing into home clothes, he would hide in the room and refuse to go out.

Anyway, Mr. Marshal won't come in.

Tong Wanwan thought angrily.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Mr. Marshal shouldn't have carried her all the way to the hovercraft outside.

That's at the medical center!

Although not many people saw him, this is a disguised admission... Is Mr. Marshal dating someone?

Tong Wanwan fell into deep thought, unconsciously playing with the strands of black hair hanging on her chest.

Before, they had never sat down and talked seriously.

However, he also knew that he had not made this relationship public for the time being.

Elvis was afraid that he would implicate her, and Tong Wanwan was afraid that he would be implicated.

Tong Wanwan originally thought that if Mr. Marshal was still willing to stay by her side after graduating from the Federal Military Academy, she would not choose to hide it no matter how much pressure and danger she had to bear.

Unexpectedly... Mr. Marshal is even more impatient than her.

Thinking about these things, Tong Wanwan didn't notice that Elvis was standing at her door, but he didn't knock, just stood there straight.

It's like a silent large dog that has done something wrong and is not good at pleasing its owner.

“Beep—”

Tong Wanwan was startled and subconsciously clicked on the video chat invitation that suddenly popped up on the computer.

However, she didn't order two-way video, but one-way.

In other words, Tong Wanwan could see and hear Elvis speaking, but the other party could not see her image and could only hear her voice.

Tong Wanwan: “…”

Seeing the silver-haired man's image in the background, which was obviously the corridor at the door, she suddenly didn't know what to say.

Ivis paused and asked tentatively, "I made lunch, are you hungry, baby?"

Tong Wanwan:!

For a moment, she wanted to jump out of the bed, open the door and rush to Elvis.

This is the meal made by Mr. Marshal himself!

And... and called her baby.

But Tong Wanwan didn't know why she was being stubborn. She clearly wanted to go out, but she had a stern face and didn't respond in a rude manner.

Elvis was visibly nervous.

He lowered his eyelids, pursed his lips, and continued, "I also tried making desserts."

Tong Wanwan:……!

Elvis: "Are you angry?"

He listened carefully, but could not hear the girl's voice. There was only the sound of "da da da" as if something was being tapped gently.

Elvis hesitated and said, "Wanwan, what are you doing?"

Another round of "da da da" sounds rang out at the end of his words.

Elvis: "Baby?"

After a long while, he finally heard Tong Wanwan say softly and aggrievedly, "I'm tapping the screen."

Knock on the screen?

The man was a little surprised: "?"

Unexpectedly, his usually well-behaved girlfriend continued to speak aggrievedly: "...beat you."

At this moment, Elvis suddenly remembered that their respective computer screen savers were each other's photos.

Suddenly, the Marshal felt his heart melt.

Even when his girlfriend was angry, her reaction was this soft and tender, making her want to bully him even more. It was really...

So sweet and cute.

He couldn't help laughing, and his deep, magnetic voice made Tong Wanwan's ears twitch.

"Don't hit him, I'm just outside the door."

"What?" She replied softly, "Are you even jealous of the photo?"

Elvis: “Yeah.”

He said in a decisive tone.

His scoundrel appearance was totally unlike the attitude a federal marshal should have.

Tong Wanwan: “…”

I can't do it anymore.

"Okay," she mumbled, opening the door, "You win."

Before she could finish her words, a pair of big hands picked her up again, with a strength that could not be refused.

Just like holding the most precious treasure that he was reluctant to let go, the silver-haired man said nothing, one arm around her legs, the other hand on her hips a little lower, half carrying, half hugging her down.

This is the first time I've held her like this.

And it is even harder to break free.

"Mr. Marshal, are you injured this time?"

Because it was a reverse hug, Tong Wanwan rested her chin on Mr. Marshal's shoulder out of boredom, and her fingers unconsciously wrapped around the other's beautiful silver thread like moonlight and played with it.

Noticing her little movement, the corners of Elvis' lips curled up slightly, "No."

He knew that his girlfriend was still thinking about the dark history when he cut his hands while practicing a few dishes.

Elvis's Adam's apple slid slightly, and his eyes sank slightly.

His hands were restrained and supported.

I wish the stairs in the villa were longer.

Occasionally, because of the movement of going down the stairs and the girl's smooth pajamas, he would bounce up slightly from time to time.

Unconsciously, the hands that were holding her stopped in a position where it was easier to maintain balance.

The feel under the palm is excellent.

...and it's still very curvy.

(End of this chapter)