The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 1187 - 1166: Little Moriya Sandy has almost been tortured to ruin!

Chapter 1187: Chapter 1166: Little Moriya Sandy has almost been tortured to ruin!

The response to him was indeed the calm breathing of a woman.

Moriya Sandy really felt the urge to bang his head against the wall, having waited all night long only to be greeted by a sleepyhead!

"Nicole..."

"Brother Sandy, stop talking, I’m rolling in the bed sheets, don’t disturb me..."

Moriya Sandy: "..."

He was still standing, with whom was she rolling in the bed sheets?

Such nonsense...

A beautiful, fair hand gently slapped the man’s cheek, the strong smell of alcohol assaulted his senses, mixed with the unique fragrance of a young woman. Especially the words that came out of her mouth, Moriya Sandy only felt a fire ignite from his lower abdomen, burning incessantly throughout his limbs and body, as if it would set all his tightly strung nerves ablaze.

Damn it!

This little girl was merely starting a fire, without taking care of putting it out, leaving him to self-combust!

However, when his gaze landed on the delicate sleeping face of the young girl, so soft, it even softened his heart, so he let it be!

Moriya Sandy smiled bitterly as he got up from the bed, moved the girl’s spreadeagled body a bit, then tucked her in with the quilt before turning to enter the bathroom. A bittersweet smile of satisfaction crossed his face; this girl really knew how to torment his itching heart, yet she filled his empty heart to the brim!

Only after taking a cold shower for a full half-hour did those familiar yet strange impulses in his heart subside. Over the years, although he’d had such reactions, since he was now an adult man, every time he saw her, he couldn’t help but supplement those evil images in his mind.

But he had always controlled them very well, yet this time was different, he was almost losing control. Moriya Sandy thought it was probably because he had confessed his feelings and received her acknowledgment. After coming out of the bathroom, he sat on the sofa for a while, fearing the cold air from the bathroom might chill her.

Not until his body temperature had returned to normal did he lift the quilt and get into bed, knowing full well that sharing a bed under these circumstances was torture. But seeing that little head poking out of the covers, Moriya Sandy still couldn’t control his heart that wanted to embrace her.

The moment Moriya Sandy got into bed, the little head on it moved towards him as if sensing his presence, resting accurately on his chest. Her soft hand wrapped around his waist, and a gentle voice slipped from her lips, "Little bear, why are you so hard today, not soft at all!"

Moriya Sandy: "..."

Then he had a bad feeling...

Little bear?

Wasn’t that the cuddly bear he bought for her? The one for her to hug at night?

Damn, his embrace was even less comforting than a bear’s?

At least, thankfully, that bear was his gift to her. Otherwise, he really would have lost control and done something drastic!

"Be good, from now on you can only hold onto this ’hard’ one!"

Moriya Sandy stroked her head, then hugged her a little tighter, his chin resting on her head. For so long his empty arms were now filled, he closed his eyes, and the smile on his lips deepened, then...

But as he was smiling, the smile on his face suddenly froze. His chest felt like it had been scratched by claws, a ticklish sensation, and the next moment, that slight tickle began to move downward from his chest...

"Eh, Brother Sandy, where is your little brother?"

The soft voice carried from his chest, with the hot breath of a woman, Moriya Sandy’s entire body stiffened instantly, his blood boiling in an instant because of her dazed action.

"Nicole..."

Moriya Sandy could hear his own voice was hoarse, his tense throat felt as if it was about to cough up blood, "Stop!"

"I don’t want to stop, I want to touch Brother Sandy’s little JJ, to see if it has grown!"

As she spoke, her little hand sifted through his bathrobe, looking for an opening to sneak in. Moriya Sandy sweated profusely from his forehead and subconsciously tried to grab her hand, yet his mind instinctively expected that soft tender touch on his skin!

That tormenting pleasure and pain!

Moriya Sandy was startled by his own thoughts—he actually had such a lewd thought!

"Brother Sandy, where is your little JJ? Where did it go?"

Accompanied by a sleepy murmur, the woman’s little hand slid beneath his underwear, and Moriya Sandy could clearly hear a loud blast in his own mind, his whole body electrified as if struck by lightning...

His breath halted, his body stiffened!

"Why is there no little JJ, only a big pillar? Brother Sandy, talk to me!"

As she spoke, her little hand gently flicked his member and then shrieked, "Ah, Brother Sandy, did your little JJ get sick with a fever and swell up into a big JJ?"

Moriya Sandy: "..."

Could he cough up blood?

Truly, his wonderful wife!

"Hmm!"

Moriya Sandy’s eye twitched as he held back his rapid breathing, soothing the little miss causing havoc in his arms, "It’s sick indeed, and quite severely, you see. It’s swollen and hot. You touch it, and it will get better soon!"

Touch it?

The little miss looked up at him doubtfully, her fair face flushed a vivid red from the drunkenness under the dim light, adorably enticing. "Will touching a swollen, feverish little JJ really make it better?"

Then she leaned on his chest and seriously asked, her head tilted, "When you’re sick, don’t you need to see the doctor? Will touching really cure it? Otherwise, we should give it an antipyretic injection!"

Moriya Sandy: "..."

An antipyretic injection for his little brother? She really came up with that, was she planning to disable him?

He was complaining earlier that all she knew was to sleep when she was drunk, with no fun at all, and he would rather she went wild with the alcohol. But now that this kind of drunk madness had set in, he was really struggling to handle it.

"Brother Sandy, wait here, I’ll go get the syringe to give you an injection!"

After saying that, she struggled to get out of his embrace and off the bed, startling Moriya Sandy so much that he reflexively scooped her back into his arms, genuinely afraid she might find a syringe somewhere in the house and actually give his little brother a jab.

Because he was a doctor, the little miss who had been following him since she was young often saw what he did and clamored to learn. So sometimes, to make her happy, he even taught her a few things. But he hadn’t expected that she would remember so clearly and actually insist on giving his little brother an injection now!

Moriya Sandy really felt he had shot himself in the foot.

After a moment, a thought that he considered brilliant came to mind, and Moriya Sandy’s lips curled into a sly smile. He cleared his hoarse throat and whispered into the little miss’s ear, "You know, Nicole, the little JJ is just ordinarily sick, not to the point of needing an injection just yet. Give it a bit of a massage, and it will get better!"