CHAPTER 361: CHAPTER 361: GETTING MARRIED TOMORROW

Eva Nightingale couldn’t quite understand why, but she felt somehow tricked, then lifted her little face and gave him an angry glare.

However, he didn’t get angry. Instead, his tightly furrowed brows relaxed a bit, and a charmingly wicked smile danced at the corner of his lips.

This girl, she’s quite fierce.

Twelve years ago, she threw a snake at him just because they had a disagreement, okay?

And now look, she’s become his wife.

But she’s still fierce, biting him whenever there’s a disagreement? And without any mercy, what’s up with that? Did he say something wrong?

What’s she mad about?

"Little woman, what did I do to upset you this time?" His tone carried a hint of indulgence... because, her biting him meant she cared about him! Right? She’s finally caring about him!

So naturally, he’s happy.

On that handsome face, a smile like a deadly poppy flower appeared.

"Wife, still biting?"

She had used all her strength to bite him, even made her teeth hurt, but he wasn’t angry... instead, he was delighted, lovingly brushing her fluffy head:

"Wife, did I say something wrong?"

Eva Nightingale: "..."

Eva Nightingale had never met someone so tricky.

In his military uniform, he’s simply a walking embodiment of a misfit soldier!

The President isn’t supposed to be like this.

"Mr. President! We’ve divorced, make it clear, we don’t have the marriage certificate anymore, we’re not husband and wife, we can’t be so intimate like this!"

Does she want to escape?

He curved his lips, silly Eva, dreaming!

In this lifetime, even if you grew wings, you’d never escape from my clutches.

"Silly Eva, let’s get married tomorrow."

He had planned to choose a good day, but didn’t expect her to be in such a hurry, well then, tomorrow it is.

Wife is the boss, wife gets the final say.

"Little silly Eva, how about we get married now?"

Eva Nightingale: "..." Tomorrow?

She didn’t say a word, he assumed she agreed.

If they get married now, he can take his wife straight to the bedroom, no more holding back.

Eva Nightingale was puzzled, staring at him with wide eyes, get married now?

Her confusion made her enchanting eyes look a bit muddled, a mist of moisture hazing her pretty pupils, reflecting his extraordinary features.

"Sweetie~ don’t stare at me like that."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, she’s like a Fairy.

"..." She paused for a moment, withdrew her gaze, who was staring at him? She didn’t know why, her cheeks suddenly blushed, and she stopped looking at him, tried to push him away, and got up.

He curved his lips.

With quick reflexes, he scooped her up, carried her out of the bathtub, and grabbed a towel nearby to wrap her fully.

"Sweetie, if you’re sleepy go to bed, okay? I’ll join you in a bit, hmm?"