372 Report Everything

Bella slept to the late night.

Because she used to be worried about Charles that she often could not sleep deeply in the night, these days her heart was mentioned all the time, in addition to she was pregnant. It was so nice to know that Charles was fine, and the father and brother are safe. Everything that she was concerned in her heart was put down, she felt peaceful and sweet.

Charles had already woken up, he saw a woman who slept like a pig, put her legs on his waist, whose small hands climbed on his shoulder, and whose half body was hanging on his body. He had already felt painful because of natural emotion, however the woman was unaware of what kind of trouble she had made for him at all.

Charles bowed and slightly kissed on her forehead, lying quietly and bearing the dumbness to be a standard mattress. If he could, he really wanted to do something, but he knew that she was really tired recently, he could only endure silently... endure... and then he came up with an idea that she would not wake up, but he would enjoy at the same time.

When Bella just felt hungry and woke up, her mind was still not sober. She was so sleepy that she kept telling herself that hungry was an illusion. It would be fine after she fell asleep.

But soon she couldn't hypnotize herself, because she felt the strangeness between her legs, and soon her cheeks turned red.

Charles, Charles, he did... use her legs for sex.

His movements were light but very fast, and she could hear his sigh of satisfaction from time to time. The gorgeous and sexy voice was close to her earlobe and fell into her ear. The hot breath sprayed on her most sensitive skin, which immediately raised a layer of goose bumps, and she couldn’t help but tremble slightly.

Charles in an instant felt her physical changes, knowing that she was awake. The hand placed around her waist hooked her chin, forcing her to look at him.

His eyes were hot and fierce, his voice was hoarse and sexy, "Bell, I want..."

Bella wanted to turn around her face, but her chin was controlled by him, her small face rose a twilight, whispered, "I am a little hungry."

"Then, I can find some food for you, but after that, you need to give it to me." Charles eagerly proposed.

The first reaction of Bella was, "You must be not okay at that time."

Not okay...?

Charles’s face changed, and he said gloomily, “Then let’s see if your man is okay or not.”

After saying this, Charles got out of bed, Bella looked up and saw the vigorous d**k that stood in front of her eyes. She subconsciously covered her eyes and said, “Rogue!”

Charles put his clothes on slowly in front of her, when he zipped his pants, he suddenly became a well-dressed gentleman.

"Bell, what do you want to eat?" Charles supported with his hands on the side of the bed, and asked close to her ear. The tip of his tongue seemed to have passed through her crystallized earlobe.

Bella looked at the innocent and elegant rogue in front of her, she said unhappily after getting into the quilt, "I want mermaid noodles."

Charles’s hand reached into the quilt and patted her hot cheeks and said, “Even I dare to cook the mermaid noodles, you won’t dare to eat. I will cook seafood noodles for you.”

Bella stared at him from the quilt with her eyes open widely. She was a little unbelievable. "Will you cook for me?"

"Yeah." Charles took the opportunity to kiss her in the eyebrow. "You are my wife, of course I will serve you by myself."

Bella lightly wrinkled her small nose and snorted, "It sounds like you will cook all my meals in the future."

"Yeah. In the future, as long as we are at home, I will cook for you." Charles looked at her with a spoiled look.

The gentle eyes seemed to be a magical whirlpool, she was deeply involved.

When her mind came back, there only left Charles’s noble back and laughter.

Oh my God, she had just been lured by Charles, she was too shameful.

Bella covered herself in the quilt, she didn’t go to the bathroom before she purred for a while and washed her face. She planned to read the documents for some time.

After she went to the toilet, she saw a pile of ashes in the trash can. It was afraid that Charles burned the bloody clothes dyed by Steven before Charles.

Bella instinctively thought Charles was meticulous. In order to avoid the Beck’s blood would flow to the outside again, he even directly burned the clothes dyed with blood. She still felt somehow warm in her heart. Whether he did this because of Steven or her, he finally considered thoughtfully for the Beck.

However, just as she closed the lid of the trash can, she saw the flash of light in the ashes.

She abnormally dumped the garbage, then she saw the bullet that had been washed out in the pile of ashes.

Her body became extremely cold at that moment, so did the surrounding.

Bella staggeringly stood up, she almost flew to the kitchen.

Charles was injured, he got shot. The burnt clothes were dyed by Charles's own blood. In addition to the Beck, the blood which couldn’t flow outside was Charles’s.

Bella was rushing all the way in the corridor. When she passed by the garden, she faintly heard that someone was sighing. "If it wasn’t Quentin robbed the car, the young master is really dangerous this time..."

Bella didn’t hear the whole conversation, she didn’t think much. She only wanted to see Charles hurriedly.

When she looked at Charles cooking for her, her eyes were immediately red. She rushed over and groped up and down on him.

"Where, where is it?" There was a mist in Bella’s eyes, her sight was somewhat blurred. Her hand reached into Charles's shirt hem and slid back and forth on his smooth skin.

"Bell, I don't mind doing here." Charles grabbed her hand and pressed her directly on the marble table, staring at her sexually. There was no disguise in his eyes to swallow her into his belly.

Bella wiped her tears and showed the bullet in her hand to him. Looking at him, she choked and asked, "Are you injured? Where is the injury, where is it...?"

She was so anxious that she wanted to reach out and touch again.

Charles simply picked up his clothes and let her see. His hand held her and pressed it on his hot skin. The voice was sexy and charming. "I am a demigod, I can’t save others, but I can save myself, I..."

Before Charles finished his words, Bella had already cried. "I, Charles, I am sorry, I should not have said that to you..."

He was injured, and she even said that he could not save her brother. Obviously, in fact, he was only a person who lived a little longer than ordinary people.

Seeing her crying sadly, Charles’s desire diminished gradually.

He held her in his arms and comforted her gently. "I'm fine, nothing can hurt me. The same, there won't be anything that will hurt you in the future, Bell."

"Charles, why don’t you tell me that you are injured?"

"Because it will recover soon..."

"No, no matter where you feel uncomfortable in the future, or where you get hurt, even if it is not serious, you must tell me."

"Madam, I am a little uncomfortable now."

"Where?" Bella’s voice included full of worries.

"Here……"