Chapter 8 — Baby Copy Bring Me Closer to You One More Time

Rice Cake sat in the baby chair, happily eating and drinking non-stop. Pho Thua Nghiem continuously brought food to the boy. His gentle fatherly appearance made me look at him in bewilderment. "Tieu Mi, eat more, you're too skinny." He gave me a piece of ribs. I ate silently, not daring to look at him. "The waist is still so slim." He suddenly blurted out a sentence. I almost choked and coughed so hard that the sky would collapse. "Eat slowly." He passed the glass of water and gently stroked my back with his hand. I felt like I was burned and immediately moved away. He wasn't angry, he just withdrew his hand, his lips curled slightly, like he was smiling but he wasn't. During the entire meal, I ate without any appetite. After eating, I was placed on the second floor... the living room next to the master bedroom. The room is very large, the decoration is extremely warm, a complete contrast to my cold and rigid master bedroom. "This room I prepared specifically for you." Pho Thua Nghiem leaned against the door frame, looking at me, "Do you like it?" "... It's okay." "Your belongings, Assistant Tran will help you move them tomorrow." "Yeah." "Go to bed early." He paused for a moment, then added, "If anything happens, just call me, I'm in the next room." I hope you get as far away as possible. I silently cursed in my heart, but on the outside I nodded in amusement. He looked at me deeply, then turned and left. As soon as the door closed, I felt like my strength was drained and I fell onto the bed. Oh my god, living under the same roof with Pho Thua Nghiem is more tiring than making a hundred cakes. I finished showering and lay down on the big, comfortable bed, but I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. His mind was filled with Pho Thua Nghiem's face, as chaotic as a tangle of threads. Just as I was about to fall asleep, the door to the room was gently pushed open. I was startled and awake immediately. Who? A small figure, hugging a pillow, secretly climbed into my bed. It's Rice Cake. "Mami, I'm scared." The boy crawled into my arms and said softly. "What are you afraid of?" "The room is too big, I can't sleep alone." I hugged him and kissed his forehead: "Okay, mommy sleeps with me." With my children by my side, I also feel much more secure. I hugged Banh-Rice's soft body and quickly fell asleep. In the middle of the night, I felt my body heavy. Opening his eyes dreamily, what he saw were bright pupils in the darkness. Deputy Thua Nghiem! He… why is he lying on my bed?! One of his long legs was pressing on me, completely locking me, one hand was supporting my head, the other hand was gently caressing Rice Cake's cheek. "What... what are you doing?!" I was so scared that my voice trembled. “Shh—” He motioned for silence, pointing at Rice Cake, “Don't wake the boy.” “Get down for me quickly!” I gritted my teeth and lowered my voice. “No.” He started to play tricks, lying even lower, his whole body almost pressing on me, "You're scared to sleep alone, I'm scared too." Me: "???" Deputy Thua Nghiem! You're six feet tall, you're a grown man and you say you're scared?! Where is your face? “I don't care! Get down quickly!” “Don't get down.” He stubbornly shook his head, like a child who couldn't get any candy, "Tieu Mi, I haven't slept with you in five years, I can't sleep." His voice was full of resentment, making me mad. "Pho Thua Nghiem! You promised not to touch me!" "I didn't touch you." He seemed innocent, "I just... went to bed, covered myself with the blanket and talked." I believe you're the idiot! Now he's almost stuck to me! Not to mention… I felt… a hard object pressing against my thigh. I cursed silently. My face immediately turned red. This beast! 【Chapter 5】"Pho Thua Nghiem! Get down for me!" I was both embarrassed and angry, my hands and feet frantically pushed him. He was like a mountain, not moving, pressing even closer to me. "Tieu Mi, don't move."

His voice was hoarse, his breathing heavy, "If you move again, I can't guarantee that I will keep my word." I immediately stiffened, not daring to move. I could clearly feel the changes in his body, that familiar scent, that dangerous and invasive aura made my hair crawl. During the nights he tormented me five years ago, each scene appeared in my mind like slow motion. My body began to soften and heat up uncontrollably. Damn it! My shameless body! “Are you scared?” He smiled softly, his warm breath blowing on my face. I bit my lip, buried my head in the pillow, pretending to be an ostrich. He saw my appearance, seemed very interested, and punished me by pinching my waist.