Sweet Pregnant Wife: CEO Phillip's Fierce Love

Chapter 99 Because Miss Ann Is Sweeter



Chapter 99 Because Miss Ann Is Sweeter

Phillip couldn't take his eyes off those small boxes, from the flavored ones to the warming ones.

Ann felt a blush in sight of them, but she saw Phillip suddenly put all the bags in one hand and reached

out to get the condoms.

Ann looked in the direction where Phillip extended his hand. She felt her face was burning hot when he

took the flavored condom. It was strawberry.

Phillip saw her blush out of the corner of his eye. He was amused by her who was trying her best to

conceal her embarrassments. But then he turned to the upper direction and took a lollipop next to the

condoms and waving it at Ann.

"It is Strawberry-flavored. Would you like one?"

Ann was irritated when she saw a sense of tease in Phillip's eyes through the swaying lollipop.

She was going to fly into the rage when she heard a couple in the line talking about them.

"They are so sweet!"

Ann was even more embarrassed with this. She pinched Phillip's arm, wishing she could get out of

here right now.

Phillip pressed Ann's head against his chest, burying her face in his arms. He pressed his lips so that

he could contain his laughter, but Ann could still feel his chest trembling as he laughed.

The sound was dull but warm.

They got into the car with the food. Phillip leaned over and fastened the seat belt for her.

The moment Phillip leaned over, Ann felt her muscles were strained and she was even out of breath.

Phillip didn't straighten up immediately. Keeping the pose, he propped one hand on Ann's seat and

stared at her with his eyebrows raised.

"Still feel awkward? You have to be used to it, anyway."

Ann looked more nervous and looked out of the window. She didn't dare to meet Phillip's gaze.

"No ... I don't know what you are talking about!"

Phillip chuckled. He found her body braced and her face flushed.

Then he burst into laughter with his chest trembling.

Ann was exacerbated by him. She turned around and glared at him. But she looked more like a spoilt

kid with big watery eyes.

Phillip took the opportunity to kiss Ann's lips. It was not as aggressive as before. It was a gentle kiss.

Feeling Ann was shocked, he smiled and stopped to say.

"If you want me to wait, you have to give me some bonus."

...

When Ann and Phillip arrived home, the three kids were there.

Hearing the noise, they looked up at the door.

Ann felt awkward before the kids. She struggled out of Phillip's hand and moved a bit away from him,

keeping him at a distance.

Phillip was about to speak something, but Jackson, who had been looking at them, asked a question.

"Miss Ann, why are your lips so red? Are you bitten by a mosquito?"

At that moment, Carson and Nikki looked at Ann's lips.

Nikki blinked her big eyes and spoke in a childish voice worriedly.

"Mommy, it hurts if bitten by mosquitos. You need medicine!"

Carson thought of something and flipped through his little bag. Then, he ran over with a small bottle in

his hand.

"Miss Ann, this is the ointment my uncle prepared for me last time. It works!"

Looking at the three innocent kids, Ann's face reddened immediately. She pursed her lips and didn't

know how to explain. She glared at Phillip in anger.

After saying, "I'm going to cook," she quickly took the ingredients to the kitchen.

Phillip looked at Ann and chuckled. Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

However, Jackson stretched out his little hand and tugged at the corner of Phillip's clothes. He stared at

Phillip's lips with his big black eyes.

"Aren't you bitten by the mosquito?"

"No, I'm not. That's because Miss Ann is sweeter."

Jackson blinked his eyes and frowned. He seemed to be confused, but turned to Nikki and said

seriously.

"Don't eat too many candies. You will be bitten by mosquitoes!"

Nikki was scared as she heard the warning. She pulled out the lollipop that she had just put into her

mouth.

So should she eat it or not?


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