A Flash Marriage Can Be A Treasure

Chapter 164 How Did You Address Her, Louis?



Chapter 164 How Did You Address Her, Louis?

While Lily is preparing breakfast in the kitchen, Louis fixates his gaze on her standing at the door.

Whenever Lily turns around, Lily would see his handsome face, which makes her somewhat timid and

embarrassed.

“Uncle Smith, can't you just go and read newspapers.”

His gaze embarrassed her so much that she even can't focus on making breakfast.

Louis leaves obediently to red newspapers. After a while, he stands at the door and says to Lily in a

serious tone, “I've read the newspapers, but I think my dear wife is more attractive.”

Lily blushes again.

She makes a nutritious breakfast which includes pumpkin porridge and soup dumplings.

Before Lily could ask Louis whether if he wants vinegar, Louis has picked up a soup dumpling. With

one bite, the soup in the dumpling splashes out, which seems to startle Louis.

“Pff.” It is the first time that Lily sees such a dumbfounded expression on Louis's face. Regardless of

the soup on her clothes, she burst into laughter.

When she finally calms herself down from laughter, she puts on a serious expression and teaches

Louis how to eat soup dumplings.

“Vinegar, for seasoning.” Lily uses chopsticks to dig a small hole on the soup dumpling and pour the

vinegar in. “The vinegar can help dissipate the heat in the dumpling, so that the soup would not splash

out when you have a bite.”

“Ah, got it.” Louis is surprised. He takes a bite on the soup dumpling with vinegar in it, and praises, “It's

so delicious. My dear wife, you are a more skilled cooker now.”

Lily peers at him, “Weren't I a skilled cooker before?”

“No, you were.”

"..."

After a while, Lily puts down her chopsticks and cups her cheeks and fixates her gaze on his face. He

has long eyelashes, which are like to small Chinese fans, and his profile is good too.

She reaches out to squeeze his cheeks.

Startled, Louis turns to look at her in confusion.

Lily realizes that what she has done just now is so stupid and quickly takes back her hand and shifts

her gaze, “Ahem, Uncle Smith, your hair is greasy, and you should wash it.”

"But it's inconvenient." Louis points to his wheelchair, "Dear wife, can you help me?"

Lily nods subconsciously.

Two seconds later, she turns around, slaps herself on the face, and curses in a low voice, "Lily, are you

crazy? Why did you agree that? Are you brainless?”

But since she has made the promise, she can only bite the bullet.

After finishing the cleaning in the kitchen, Lily goes upstairs to find Louis. It is the first time that Lily has

stepped into Louis' bedroom, which has a high-class decorations style and a light pleasing fragrance of

sandalwood.

Lily picks up the remote control to raise the bathroom curtains. Then sunlight scatters on the floor

through the windows, which is quite dazzling and warm.

"The weather is good today!" Lily sees the scenery outside through the French windows, and suggests

Louis, "Uncle Smith, let's hang out together later."

"Okay."

Lily rolls up her sleeves, intending to help Louis to stand up, but Louis shakes his head and refuses, "I

can do it by myself."

Lily steps backward and looks by the side as Louis props himself up from the wheelchair using all his

strength. He holds one leg with his hands and slowly places it on the recliner, and then repeats the

action to places another leg on it.

It's a simple action, but it takes Louis dozens of minutes to accomplish it and sweats drip from his

forehead with his every movement.

Lily feels distressed for him and clenches her fists.

She swears to herself, “When the affairs in the Smith Group are settled, I will bring Uncle Smith to seek

for doctors in overseas. There must be a hospital which is capable of curing his legs.”

Lily is quite skilled in helping Louis wash his hair; occasionally, she would ask Louis whether she

should use more strength.

"Uncle Smith, lower your head."

"Lower."

Lily looks down to meet Louis' deep-set eyes. Her heart skips one beat and she says annoyingly,

"Uncle, close your eyes, lest bubbles will get into your eyes."

Louis looks into her eyes tenderly, "Honey, you're so beautiful."

The sentence totally overwhelms Lily's reasons. She doesn't reply, yet unknowingly, her ears blush.

After washing Louis' hair, Lily takes a dry towel to wipe Louis' hair, but she doesn't notice that her Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

clothes have gotten wet and are now stick to her body, revealing her good shape.

Louis stares at her for a few times and pulls her into his arms.

"Hey, why are you pulling…" Caught off guard, Lily falls on top of him. Before she could question him,

he has passionately kissed her on her lips, concealing all the words she wants to say.

Louis opens her mouth with his tongue, cruises in her mouth, holds her hand and entwines his fingers

with hers.

The tip of his nose was full of his breath, and Lily's mind was a little confused.

After a while, Louis released her, his lips pressed against her cheeks, breathing hot.

"Madam, you are very good-looking."

Then, he moves his lips to her chin, and then kisses her all the way down.

Lily trembles all over and is completely lost in his passionate kisses. When she feels his erection, she

suddenly comes to her own senses and slaps him on his mouth.

She finally calms herself down and stammers, “En… Enough.”

Louis stares at her and questions her with his eyes. His breathing caresses across her palm, and Lily

feels itchy and looks up at him.

Suddenly, a female voice from the broadcaster breaks through the silence, “Master, you get a visitor.”

Lily finally realizes that she's so close to Louis' lips and hurriedly rolls off Louis, “I'll go greet the guest.”

Luckily, she almost messed things up just now!

Lily goes downstairs, and her heartbeats are still so fast. She pats her cheeks and opens the door.

“Yuck, how comes it's you again, you coquette!” Chloe, who stands at the door, immediately gets

infuriated when she sees Lily, “Why are you here, in Louis house?”

“I…”

Chloe glances at Chloe and is astonished when seeing her soaked clothes, “What were you doing just

now? Did you rape Louis?”

“You've thought too much.” Lily refutes with an unnatural expression.

Chloe snorts, pushes her away and breaks into the house, shouting Louis' name and rushing towards

the second floor. Lily looks at her back helplessly and closes the door.

When Lily goes upstairs, she finds that Chloe is condemning her indignantly in front of Louis.

“Louis, how could you allow this woman to get in the house? Do you know that she's a promiscuous

girl? She's just fooling you. If I didn't come in time, maybe she would have done something to you.”

Lily, “…”

“Aren't you busy with your filming? And you come all the way to tell me this?” asks Louis.

Chloe stomps and mutters, “Hmmm… I sent WeChat messages to you but you didn't reply, so I came

to have a look. Louis, I'm just worrying about you, but you act like you don't want to see me!”

It seems that Louis doesn't want to listen to her chatter. Seeing that Lily is standing at the door, he asks

her to come in.

“Come here, my dear wife.”

Chloe turns around to find out that Louis was calling Lily. She stares at Louis in disbelief, “L… Louis…

How did you address her? You two…”

As Lily walks over, Louis says, “Don't be rude, she's your sister-in-law, my wife.”

“That's not the case, Miss Chloe, don't mistake it!” Lily is so frightened that she gets goose bumps all

over, “Mr. Smith is…”

“Louis, you requested me to call her sister-in-law?” Chloe screams loudly and interrupts Lily's

explanation, “Why are you into this bad coquette? I'm not your Honey anymore, right?”

“I haven't said that you're my Honey.” says Louis.

"Louis, you, you, you..." Chloe is so angry that she even wants to cry, "I haven't come to see you for a

while, and there's no place for me in your heart?"

Seeing Louis nodding honestly, Lily who stands aside almost laughs out loudly.

Oh gosh, she really wants to laugh!


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