Chapter 1153

A look of astonishment flashed across his face, and he stared at me in surprise.

For a long time, he murmured, "But Anton…"

Hiss!

As soon as he mentioned Anton, I got angry.

I frowned and glared at him, "Do you like Anton? Always mentioning Anton. Should I just leave and let you two be together?"

He furrowed his brows and stared at me with a look of astonishment.

I stood up, sat directly on his lap, hooked his neck, and said fiercely, "If you keep twisting and turning like this, do you believe I will push you onto the bed and bully you until you beg for mercy?"

Now, Reynaldo’s look could no longer be described as "surprised."

His eyes suddenly darkened like fire, with a hint of unfamiliarity and a touch of a wicked smile.

Suddenly, I felt a little embarrassed by the way he looked at me.

I supported his shoulders and was about to get down.

He suddenly pinched my waist and looked at me with dark and deep eyes.

I couldn’t help but think randomly. His eyes, they really seemed to have a hint of color!

My face couldn’t help but start to flush.

I found that I just couldn’t look him in the eye.

Every time we locked eyes, I was always the first to back down.

I lowered my eyes, moved his hand pinching my waist, and muttered, "Let go quickly, I want to get off."

However, Reynaldo’s hand did not loosen at all.

He suddenly sat up straight, and in an instant, the distance between us was shortened.

I was practically glued to his chest, clearly feeling the changes in his body.

My face turned even redder.

I don’t know why, every time it was clearly me who wanted to tease him, but every time I was the one who felt embarrassed first.

I glanced up at him and saw that he was smiling at me, with a slightly mischievous smile.

I poked his chest and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Reynaldo shook his head and suddenly hugged me, whispering in my ear with a hoarse laugh, "I found out that you quite like being on top."

I was taken aback, turned my head to look at him, and in an instant, our fiery gazes met.

My heart suddenly began to beat wildly.

I mumbled, "No, no… I don’t want to be on top, I, I don’t want to be on the bottom… I don’t want to be with you, with you…"

"What’s with me?"

The man chuckled mischievously, his black eyes staring at me without blinking, not a trace of gloom or pity anywhere on his body.

"Nothing!"

I blushed and hummed a sentence, then struggled to get off him.

It’s really strange, Reynaldo and I have been married for so long, but I just can’t resist his "teasing."

Every time he teased me, I felt embarrassed.

Looking at the man again, he lazily leaned back in the chair, smiling at me with a wicked face.

Sure enough, my skin wasn’t as thick as Reynaldo’s.

I ignored him and buried my head in the food on the table to eat.

He suddenly sat up and looked at me, chin in hand.

I frowned and said, "What are you doing? You should eat too!"

He shook his head and said, "The cake you made for me just now was delicious. I am full now and not hungry."

"Are you still going to part ways with me? Do you consider me a stranger?" I asked him bluntly.

He suddenly fell silent.

I frowned deeply.