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My Most Precious Wife novel Chapter 80

Chapter 80 Young Master Hunter, They Are Watching Us

When Emily pulled the needle out of Hunter's body and casually threw it into the trash basket on the side, Peter and Liam looked incredulous

The Young Lady had done it! She really did it!

Since they had been following the Eldest Young Master for more than ten or twenty years, they had never seen him take an injection.

For the things the Young Master didn't want to do, no one could force him, not even the Old Master and his father!

But now, with just one kiss, the Young Lady had the young master completely submissive!

Amazing!

She was really high!

However, if the Young Lady was better-looking, perhaps this scene would be more beautiful... "Alas!"

"Well!" After an injection, Emily was about to get up. But she didn't expect the man on the bed to pull her over.

With a flip, he actually fell directly on top of her.

Hunter put his long fingers on her lapel. "Hiss!" Emily's dress was suddenly torn open with a long slit.

All the people on the scene were dumbfounded!

She was dumbfounded. So were Peter and Liam. staring at the two figures on the bed without a moment's moving, they were stunned.

They thought, "Was... Young Master going to perform live... that ...... having sex performance?"

"Hiss!" Another sound rang. And a large portion of Emily's skin was exposed to the air.

She had a hard time avoiding Hunter's lips. And after taking a big breath, she panicked and shouted in a low voice, "Don't look, don't… "

Liam turned around speedily, walked quickly to the French window, and pulled the curtains closed.

Peter was busy putting away the syringe needles from the wastebasket and began to pack up his things.

Peter thought, "These medical wastes and ordinary garbage shouldn't be put together. They had to be specially treated."

Emily's hands were on Hunter's body. She said anxiously, "Young Master Hunter, Young Master Hunter! Stop it! You're still sick!"

The man on her body was unaffected by her words. He continued doing what he needed to do. And finally, he lowered his head to seal her lips.

"Mmm… "

Liam squatted down and continued to clean up the curtains.

Liam thought, "Why is this French window curtain not even at all? Is it time to get a new one?"

Peter pulled the discarded needles off the syringe and retrieved them into the special discarded instrument box.

However, the instrument box was probably a little uneven because of the fact that it hadn't been sorted for too long.

So, Peter tidied it up slowly and methodically.

By the way, Peter coughed lightly and reminded, "Young Master is still feverish. It's not good to do that… Cough! It will hurt his vitality."

Emily wanted to die. The man on her body was stubborn like a cow. And she couldn't push him.

There were still two men in the room. It was not that they wanted to stay and watch the fun. They didn't have the guts.

Of course, Emily knew that it was not... advisable for Young Master Hunter to do a too strenuous exercise based on his current situation.

They were worried about Young Master Hunter. But they wouldn't be at ease after leaving.

So now, the only thing they could do was to wait!

They could only wait and let Emily Gale think of some ways to stop the Young Master from acting so crazily.

But what else could Emily think of now? She was in trouble now.

"Well… " She struggled hard. But, the man in her body wouldn't let go at all.

The more she struggled, the harder he held her!

"Ah!"

When she wasn't paying attention, the top half of her clothes were completely ripped off by him.

Emily was in a panic and couldn't stop Hunter from ripping her clothes.

After she pushed one of his hands away, his other hand came up again!

There were other men in the room. And he was pulling her skirt...

Emily wanted to scream so badly. But she was desperate to find out that Hunter surely wouldn't take her words to his heart. Given the situation he was in, he didn't know what he was doing either.

She really had no choice.

The Eldest Young Master hadn't had a cold or fever for at least two years.

In fact, an occasional fever was really nothing more than a detox for the Eldest Young Master, who had such a strong physique.

As the saying goes, repeated light illness could intimidate the serious illness. It would be the most frightening if the Young Master didn't even suffer a light illness all the time.

"Young Lady, I'll guard you. You should  just feel free to accompany the Young Master to sleep for a while."

Young Master Hunter didn't lay a hand on the girl beside him anymore. Emily was relieved. So were Peter and Liam.

Emily thought, "It was good to cuddle together peacefully like this and fall asleep. I hope he won't make any more trouble."

Emily let out a breath. And she, who dared not wake up Hunter,  could only be hugged by him obediently.

Hunter'sbreathing began to become steady and even. And no more than a few seconds later, he fell asleep.

Emily turned back with some difficulty and looked at Peter.

Peter gave her an OK gesture. Emily had no choice but to turn her head back.

Speaking of sleeping with Young Master Hunter in his arms when she was conscious, during her two lifetimes, this was the first time.

The two of them were so close. As soon as Emily opened her eyes, his face, his eyebrows, and his high nose, as well as his sexy thin lips, are right in front of her.

His long eyelashes were distinct, long, and dense. And his eyelashes were slightly curly, which the girls had been yearning for.

Hunter had such a perfect face. Emily wondered whether he had done any good deeds, making God treat him so well.

Hunter was really pretty...

Emily slammed her eyes shut and didn't allow herself to look at him any further.

If she kept looking at him, she probably couldn't restrain herself and would kiss him on the face.

She thought, "I can't kiss him. I can't get emotional. I can't fall for him."

"He is Young Master Hunter, who is cold-hearted and will never give any woman his love."

"Never, ever should I have any expectations of him again."

"Close your eyes. Try to calm your mood." There was no telling as to how long had passed. Then Emily felt that her eyelids began to become heavy.

Finally, she eased into the dream...

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