Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 148

This man had always been the only one to warn others. Where would a woman be able to warn him?

Sage's face immediately darkened: "Love you? You think too much."

Moira immediately laughed even more complacently, "Are you sure you're not in love with me? I'm pretty and smart and I'm very attractive, but you'd better not fall in love with me, or you'll be offended."

Everyone had a rebellious feeling in their hearts, and men like Sage naturally also existed. It was this woman who was warning him in such a manner that made him sound like he was possessed.

"Are you smart? Beautiful? Charming? I'm not blind, and I don't see it." Sage opened his eyes wide and lied.

Fine! This woman was wearing only a grey nightgown with a head of long hair. She had a plain and simple face, yet she was so damned beautiful and enchanting!

Although Moira was a little angry at him for being so despicable, she had seized on this man's noble self-esteem, and got him to hate her. This way, she would be even safer.

"That's good! Have you finished? I'm going to clean up the dishes!" After Moira finished speaking, she stood up and took away the other half of the bowl.

"Gosh! I haven't finished yet! What are you so anxious for? If you're tired, go to sleep first! I'll take care of it." Sage was gloomy, he finally understood, this woman was purposely provoking him, and he had actually been tricked.

"Great! Then take your time and clean up! I'm so tired, I'm going to sleep." With that, Moira went back to her room to brush her teeth and sleep.

Sage would enter after ten minutes, and he had also returned to his room to brush his teeth. After going back, when he looked at the girl's slender back, he was full but also hungry, he swallowed his saliva, and laid down on the pillow by the side.

"Turn off the lights." Moira asked sullenly.

Sage stretched out his arm and pressed the switch beside him. Immediately, the entire room was shrouded in darkness, the surroundings quietened down and the breathing of the two people became particularly clear.

Moira was not asleep at all, how could she sleep? Beside her, sleeping soundly was Sage, her entire body was tensed up!

Sage lay down quietly for a while and couldn't help but to tilt his body. His long leg crossed over the blanket and directly kicked into Moira's slender calves.

Sage's pair of deep eyes were like a dark falcon's, with an extremely good eyesight. Seeing her cute dodging, he couldn't help but deliberately extend his leg a little bit more, and then touched his calf.

Moira continued to hide in the direction of the edge of the bed. In the darkness, the corner of Sage's sexy mouth curled up.

At this moment, her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed. Of course she knew that this man had done it on purpose!

Moreover, he repeatedly challenged and provoked her.

Finally, when the man put his hand on her little foot again, she angrily turned around and warned him, "Are you done yet?"

Sage's handsome face was partially buried under the blanket, half of it was revealed by the faint light. His deep outline was like a three-dimensional painting, and his pair of deep eyes was especially bright and enchanting.

"If you keep doing this, I'll sleep next door!" Moira warned angrily.

Sage bit his lips, and suddenly threw the blanket in the middle away, "I'm not used to having this blanket."

"You ..." Moira glared at him.

The upper half of Sage's body was right under her nose, while the dim light of the city could be seen from afar. This man's body was partially visible, making him look even more dangerous and enchanting.

Hearing that, Sage immediately softened, "We can't possibly let us marry for the rest of our life, right?

"That's your problem! It has nothing to do with me."

"Good! I won't marry you unless you promise to satisfy me." The man behind her said.

"You have so much to say, can you stop making me sleep?" Moira was a little angry.

Sage snorted. Does this woman even have any chats? However, where did his usual aloof attitude go? He was almost a chatterbox when he met this woman, unlike himself.

Moira was really sleepy, her work and rest schedule were more punctual. Furthermore, based on her calculations, her menstruation seemed to be coming over soon, so before coming over, she was especially tired and slept on the bed.

Moira blurrily fell asleep, while the man beside her was abnormally clear-headed. He stared at her back, and when he heard that her breathing was even and light, he realized that she had fallen asleep.

Damn it! He had already taken off all his underwear, but this woman could still sleep?

Was his male charm really not attractive to her at all? Sage was depressed to the point that he wanted to beat her up, but at the moment, other than exhaling, he couldn't do anything else.

He could only silently listen to her breathing, planning for the future. However, there was one thing he was very determined to do. Other than him, there couldn't be another man for this woman! He would never allow any other man to be his son's stepfather.

Especially that Morgan, because it seemed that Lucas liked him.

As Sage thought about it, he also felt a sense of drowsiness. He could not help but to reach out and pull the sleeping Moira into his embrace, hugging her in his arms. No matter what he wanted to do, he had to press on, as if he was infected by her sleepiness.