My Wife is a Herbalist Practitioner

He caught hold of her little tail.

Sylvie flushed and struggled, "What are you doing? Let go."

Kieran did not let go, but yanked the small tail, "New way to seduce me?"

Sylvie was stunned and felt it abnormal. There were so many sexy night dresses in the cabinet. Why only this one was cute?

Sylvie stretched out her hand to push him, "Mr. Kieran, you are so shameless!"

Kieran grabbed her small tail not to let go, raising his eyebrows, "Why I am shameless?"

"You prepared this one and the nightgown in the closet. Aren't you shameless?"

Kieran glanced at the closet. "I didn't prepare the clothes. Grandma prepared them for you."

The old lady?

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Sylvie was surprise about it.

Sure enough, the older, the wiser.

Kieran looked at Kitty, "Did it behave well?"

Sylvie tried to pull back her small tail, "Kitty behaves well."

"Then why didn't you behave well?"

What did he mean? She was a cat too?

Now her tail was still in his hand, and his flirtatious manner was teasing, as if she were really a kitten in his hand.

At this time the knock sounded, Marry outside the door said, "Young Master, Madam Lowe let me cook a bowl of soup for you, please drink it while it is hot. Someone was coming!

Sylvie pushed Kieran away, for fear that others would see such a scene.

Kieran loose his hand and showed a smile seeing her being shy.

Kieran went to open the door and found Marry was holding a bowl of soup. The old lady liked to cook soup for him, and he would drink it.

And now he did not refuse and drank it.

Kieran went to the bathroom and took a shower. And then he sat in the sofa to read the documents.

But suddenly he felt hot, which made him uncomfortable.

Kieran looked up and found Sylvie sitting on the bed and reading a medical book in her hand quietly.

He withdrew his eyes and forced them to fix on the document, but he was unable to read it.

He came to the bed, grabbed Sylvie's book and threw it away.

"Mr. Kieran, what are you doing? I am reading a book." Sylvie said.

Kieran sat on the bedside, put her soft hand onto his forehead, "Check for me, am I sick?"

It scared Sylvie. His forehead was hot.

Sylvie helped him to feel his pulse. A few seconds later, she asked, "Have you eaten anything unclean?"

Kieran had guessed. But it was in his home, he was not sure. After Sylvie said so, he quickly got up and opened the door of the room.

"Ouch!" Madam Lowe almost fell in.

"Grandma, what did you give me to eat?" Kieran's face was gloomy. He was obviously angry.

Madam Lowe was embarrassed to be caught. Being questioned by Kieran, she was timid, stretched out her hand and pointed to Joshua, "I did not do it, he did it. He put something in your soup!" Joshua was scared and his legs became soft. He looked at Madam Lowe in shock. Just now who said she would bear the consequence?

"Joshua is really too bold, but since it is his first time to do so, forgive him."

The old lady was in grievances, "Kieran, why are you so angry? You have just got married, it is good to you, so that I can have a great-grandson as soon as possible."

Kieran pressed his lips, "Grandma!"

"I know, I know... do you know I now am ashamed in the front of other old ladies? When we played mahjong, they showed off their cute great-grandchildren and they bullied me that I have no great- grandchildren!

"Kieran, I am old and I don't know how long I can live. If I can't see my great-grandchildren before I died, I will be regret."

Kieran closed the door directly.

Kieran turned back and approached the bed.

Sylvie already knew what happened, she dragged the quilt and hit inside, looking at him, alert "What do you want? Don't you come over here!"

Kieran got into the bed, held her shoulder and pressed her down, "Grandma is outside, cooperate with me."

Cooperate with him again?

Reminding of the wedding night, Sylvie's ears flushed and she didn't struggle.

It was a big part of the deal. She played along with him.

Kieran looked at the girl closing eyes, his eyes darkened, "Don't know how to cry out again?

Sylvie could calmly deal with each problem, only in the face of this, she was helpless.

How should she cry?

Kieran leaned over and kissed her face.

Sylvie's eyelashes trembled and she cried out to cooperate with him.

Soon, the old lady left in satisfaction.

Sylvie stretched out her hand to push the man, "Grandma is gone, get up quickly."

Kieran not only did not get up, but also put the weight of the body on her body, and had his handsome face buried into her hair.

Sylvie did not dare to move, afraid to stimulate him. He buried her face in his shoulder. Her bright eyes were watery. She said in a low voice, "We can't continue to cheat her. I know Grandma really want a great grandson. She is old now and she is really good to me, if one day she knew we had lied to her, then..."

Sylvie cherished everyone who loved her. The better the old lady was to her, the guiltier she became. She was afraid the old lady could not bear it if she found out the truth.

Kieran supported himself up with two big hands, looking at her, "We can make it real."

Sylvie's pupil contracted. She was flurried and pushed him away.

Kieran lay on the bed, closed his eyes and rolled his throat, "I'm going to take a cold shower, you sleep first."

Kieran walked into the shower. Soon the sound of water was heard. Sylvie closed her eyes holding the quilt, but she could not fall asleep.

Sylvie fell asleep and woke up in a daze. She took a look at the sofa, Kieran was not there.

Where did he go?