"Ten-hut "

Blair's lips twitched at the scene.

Gifford stood up straight, with his shoulders back, chest out, chin up, and arms at his sides; his big, bright eyes were directed straight ahead. He was the cutest little soldier she had ever seen.

Wesley nodded in satisfaction.

“Being my son, these are the basic things you need to know."

Blair felt it was necessary to talk to Wesley on how to bring up their son.

"We need to talk.”

“Sure. I want to talk to you too." It was just that his topic might be a little different from hers. He called out to Cecelia, “Mom, watch

Gifford for a while. Blair and I need some privacy."

Cecelia walked into the bedroom.

"ALL right. Gifford, come here. Let's go downstairs."

As soon as Cecelia closed the door, Wesley kissed Blair hungrily

When she broke the kiss and gasped for air, she pushed the man away before he could make the next move.

“It's daytime! What are you doing?

I want to talk to you about our son."

Wesley locked her in his arms once again. While exploring her body, he said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, honey, for all the hard work you put in to look after our son. Next time he gets sick, just call Niles or contact any of my friends.“ He began to undress her. Blair knew his friends well.

But, she didn't want to bother them in the middle of the night.

“That's not what I wanted to talk about. I wanted to remind you that our son is just two years old.. You..must..be gentle. You...are too strict on him. I feel sorry for our son, she said in between their passionate kisses.

“He has shouldered his responsibility as a man ever since his birth. We need to start his education earlier." He pushed himself hard on her.

"Maybe you're right, but it's still too early... Wesley, stop! Listen to me!"

“You say what you want to say, and I'll do what I want to do.”

Blair was helpless in front of his insatiable lust. How could she continue speaking while he banged her Like a hungry beast?

After a long while, the heavy breathing subsided and Blair kicked the man aside. He was obviously not satisfied yet.

"Go and bathe!" she berated.

Wesley simply tidied the bed and said, “Let's bathe together. You are sweaty."