My Wife is a Herbalist Practitioner

Chapter 36 Kick His Legs

Sylvie was anxious that his buckle could not be untied, so she pulled him, "Come over a little bit, let me

study on it, I failed to untie it.”

A low, magnetic voice was from overhead. “Slow down, what's about your hurry?”

Sylvie froze, looked up to him and then found their posture was ambiguous.

She sat on the bed. He knelt down looking down at her, and her hand tugged his belt...

Sylvie instantly let it go, lied on the bed and looked around.

Kieran supported himself with two big hands at her side, enveloped her in his arms, "See what, huh?"

"Let me see if there are any signs of a woman in your room, and if this bed is clean."

Kieran pressed his lips in displease, "You have to talk to me about this topic. You asked me to go out

and find another woman, I didn’t mention it, but it doesn't mean I'm not angry anymore."

He didn't know what was wrong with her. She was fine before he went on a business trip. After he

came back from a business trip, she repeatedly asked him to find another woman.

His presidential suite was clean, and there was no sign of a woman. His overcoat hung on a hanger,

showing that he had been staying there for the last two days. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

"You've been staying here for the last two days?” Sylvie asked.

Kieran looked at her, "Yes, I had a bad mood, so I came here to play cards for two days."

Sylvie found his long and narrow eyes dyed with red color. It seemed that it was indeed he had not

been asleep for two days. Now he could have a better sleep, but he needed to hug her to sleep.

That day he slammed the door and went to live here. 1949 Bar was the property of the Holland family,

so Felix proposed to play cards.

He was in a bad mood. Apart from dealing with documents, he smoked cigarettes and played cards.

Sylvie, whose long and slender feathers quiver, wanted to speak, but when words came to the mouth,

she didn’t know what to say.

At this moment, Kieran raised his hand and was to take off her veil.

Sylvie quickly grasped his big hand, "What are you doing? You have seen it."

"Just now it was too fast, I didn't see it clearly. Let me have another look, ok?"

Sylvie shook her head, "No."

Kieran did not force her. Now she lied on his bed, with her black hair scattered in the white pillow,

looking charming. He looked down and gently kissed her forehead.

Sylvie raised her hand to pull his sleeve and did not refuse it.

Kieran held a tentative attitude. Seeing that she did not resist his intimacy, he went down to kiss her

eyes, nose...

At this time, Sylvie's hand put onto the buckle on his fine waist. Just now she failed to untie it for a long

while. She said in a sweet voice, “This can’t be untied."

Kieran rolled throat, "Easy."

He undid the buckle himself. He was not as calm as usual but in hurry and pulled out his black shirt.

Kieran continued to bend over, and then the laughter of Sylvie was sounded.

She laughed happily.

Kieran realized that he had been fooled. He let her untie the buckle, but now he untied it on his own.

Kieran put his hand on her fair shoulders to stop her from laughing. "Fool me, huh? In the way

seducing me."

Sylvie stopped laughing, raised her delicate eyebrows. Her eyes were watery and bright, and then she

pulled his big hand and put it on her flat abdomen.

Kieran darkened his eye, broke free from her hand and was to untie her buttons.

"Mr. Kieran, I'm sorry, but my period has come." Sylvie whispered.

What?

Kieran froze. "What are you talking about?"

"I have my period, so I just made your pants dirty." Sylvie looked at him and repeated.

Kieran darkened his handsome face, stretched out his strong arm and pulled her to his arms, "Sylvie,

you have your period and seduce me. How dare you?"

Sylvie felt that he was really angry, so she quickly put his big hand on her abdomen, "I really have my

period. If you don't embarrass me, I won't seduce you. Don't get angry. My belly felt uncomfortable."

Hearing that her belly was uncomfortable, Kieran could only endure it. He rubbed her flat abdomen

back and forth with his big hand, "Is it hurt?"

"No, it's just bloated and uncomfortable. Mr. Kieran, there's something I need your help."

"Say it."

"Can you buy me a pack of tampons?"

Tampons?

Kieran frowned. He had never bought anything like this before, so he said, "No."

Sylvie broke free from his arms, sat up, and kicked him with feet, "Mr. Kieran, please, go quickly, or

soon your bed sheet will be dirty."

Kieran also sat up. Her kick did not hurt him but inching like a cat scratching him. He grabbed her

slender ankles, "Try it again?"

Sylvie quickly pulled back her feet.

For fear that she was cold, Kieran tucked her feet under the quilt. He got up and changed his dirty

clothes before going to buy tampons.

...

Rowan was on a business trip. Now he came back overnight and arrived at 1949 Bar.

Felix quickly came forward and told him what happened in the box today, and then asked curiously,

"Rowan, do you think Sylvie is ugly or looks like a fairy?"

Before Rowan said a word, Kieran came back from the outside. He put on a white shirt and a hooded

coat, looking young and handsome.

He carried a bag in his hand.

"Kieran, what did you buy? Why didn’t you ask your man to buy for you?" Asked Felix.

Kieran said nothing.

Rowan took a look at the bag and said, "Isn’t it woman's tampons?"

Felix opened his mouth wide, "What...What? Kieran, who are you buying tampons for? Fuck, Kieran,

how can you buy something like that?"

Rowan's words let Kieran become displeased, so he looked at Rowan, "You know it well, did you buy

one for a woman before?"

Rowan did not speak.

Kieran went upstairs.

"Rowan, Kieran came to live here after he had a quarrel with his wife. What was going on? He had

been angry for two days and now he went to buy tampons for her. I think he had felt into love."

...

Kieran went back to the presidential suite. Sylvie was taking a bath in the bathroom.