Daddy Ceo's Beloved Wife [Book 2]

Chapter 269 - "I'm My Husband's Lovely Wife!"

Her eyes lit up.

Her hands continued to go downwards, or at this position where she was carried over his shoulder, above her head. Her slender and smooth fingers wriggled like a pervert's and finally, it ascended to touch the perky buttocks belonging to a man.

"...?"

Lisa's hand which was around the door knob stopped. He was certain that no one has ever done this kind of thing to him in his entire life. Only Jennie, who was drunk and confused right now, was very brave to do this.

Frowning a little bit, she wondered why it wasn't as soft as she thought it would. Though it still has its own kind of softness, it was still quite different to how her own softness felt.

Was it because this person was taller than her?

But thinking about it again, she thought that it would be great if hers could turn into this kind of softness too since she wouldn't hurt herself if she ended up falling on her butt someday.

Feeling the perky muscles becoming taut at her touch, Jennie giggled and grinned once again.

"Are you having fun?"

She nodded her head vigorously. "Yes! Lots of it!"

--BAM!

Before she could understand where the noise was coming from, the door in front of Lisa was kicked open. Initially, he planned to unlock it through a technique he learned from a thief in the past, but after those hands sinned, he decided against it and completely and forcefully kicked the door wide open.

"What is that? Did someone shoot a gun? We need to go there and fight, quick!"

Lisa stopped himself from smiling. "It's not..."

"Oh, it's not?" she dejectedly said.

Hearing her disappointment, Lisa wondered when did she become so courageous. If an ordinary person heard a shot from a gun, the first thing their body would do was to run away from the direction of the sound. Even those who experienced shooting a gun themselves couldn't resist running away. The only exception, however, were those who were too fearless that they didn't even fear death.

Lisa knew that Jennie was fearless, but not this kind of fearlessness that she would suggest rushing to a gunfight.

Thankfully, the whole door was not broken and taken out of its frame from the wall.

Lisa closed the door behind him, still carrying around Jennie on his shoulder, and walked to the wide bed in the center of the room which was against the wall. He gently placed her on top of it but who knew that the moment he bent over to put her down, the drunk lady still hadn't given up on her revenge plan.

Actually, since earlier when he kicked the door open, those hands did not stop groping him as if he was a treasure Jennie found in the middle of a treasure ground, inspecting it seriously and admiring it at the cost of her own safety.

A deep and long sigh came out of his mouth.

Reaching his hand backward to capture those wild hands groping him, Lisa calmly said, "That's enough."

"Hmm?"

"Enough touching already."

"But I'm not done yet! I still want to smack it!"

"...!" Lisa felt a light headache coming. He gently told her, "Behave and be a good girl, okay?"

"Nope! I'm not a good girl!"

Lisa paused.

"Oh, what are you then?"

Jennie became thoughtful and looked for a good word to replace it. But she found that the words 'kind' and 'good' were never her. She could never be kind nor a good person because of what she did and might do in the future.