My Wife is a Herbalist Practitioner

Chapter 4 Feed Him with a Spoon

Soon, Kieran's fingers stopped and did not uncover the veil on her face.

He looked down at the sleeping girl on the bed. She had beautiful eyes.

A combination of purity and charm.

Kieran looked at the red mark on her neck. Her skin was delicate. Just now he gently pinched it, now

there was a red mark.

Kieran went back to the sofa and lay down.

His sleep disorder was getting worse, which could not be cured by her silver needle. She was skilled,

so he did take a nap just now.

About ten minutes.

It was a long time since he had slept more than ten minutes.

Kieran looked at the figure on bed. Her hands were small and soft.

...

The next morning.

Sylvie, sitting in the dining room, drank soup and chatted with Madam Lowe, smiling.

"Sylvie, I like you at the first sight. Let me know if Kieran bullies you, I will beat him. Drink soup, have a

baby early."

Madam Lowe had gray hair, but she was healthy and kind. Sylvie liked her very much.

Then the maid's voice was heard, "Good morning, Young Master."

Kieran went downstairs.

Kieran was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, looking elegant.

He was followed by an elderly lady, Rory, who was holding a bridal veil.

Rory smiled. "Congratulations, Madam Lowe. I wish you a great-grandson soon."

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Madam Lowe gave red envelope.

Sylvie found the bridal veil on the hand of Rory. The woman would bleed when she lost her virginity, but

they did not do anything, why there was blood on it?

At this time, Kieran stopped at her side, bent over and whispered, "I did it. Is it necessary? Are you

virgin?"

He asked too straightforward. Sylvie did not have a relationship, so her earlobe immediately turned red.

They looked intimacy, and Kieran whispered to the ear of Sylvie.

Madam Lowe immediately covered her eyes with her hand. "I don't see anything. You go on.”

Madam Lowe opened her fingers and peeped.

Kieran looked at Sylvie’s red earlobes, raised his eyebrows and said like a mature man, "You are less

than 20 years old, so had you have sex before?"

Sylvie was only 19 years old.

Kieran was 27 years old, handsome and mature.

They were close, and Sylvie only felt his warm breath spray in her fragile skin, making her want to hide.

"Do you want some?”

Sylvie turned around and put a spoon of soup to his mouth, wishing to stop him from talking.

The butler called out, "There's your spoon, Young Mistress!"

The Young Master had serious cleanliness fetish. It was the spoon that the Young Mistress had used.

The butler quickly went to get some mouthwash.

Sylvie was shocked.

Kieran stood straight, frowned, and then in the eyes of the people, swallowed the spoonful of soup.

The butler was surprised, what was wrong with Young Master?

Madam Lowe was satisfied. She was 70 and she was sure that Sylvie was designated to be with her

grandson.

"All right, you two have soup. It seems that my great-grandson will be in Sylvie's belly soon." Madam

Lowe was as happy as a child.

Sylvie looked at the spoon. Shall she continue to use it?

At this moment, Kieran sat down. His said with great concern, "Why don't you eat? Eat quickly, it will

get cold later."

"..."

Sylvie knew Kieran was absolutely intentional. She fed him with the spoon and now he wanted her to

continue to use the spoon.

It was like two people indirectly kissed.

"Yes, Sylvie, eat, and I will give you another bowl." Madam Lowe said.

Sylvie quickly took the spoon to eat them all and said, "I'm full, Grandma."

Looking at the lovely girl, Kieran showed a smile. He was in a good mood.

...

After breakfast, Madam Lowe asked Sylvie, "Sylvie, do you want to go out?"

Sylvie nodded, "Grandma, I want to go back to my home."

"Ok, Kieran, go back with Sylvie and bring a gift. " Madam Lowe said to Kieran.

It was too late for Sylvie to stop her, because Kieran came over and said, "Ok, let's go together."

The two people came out of the Orchid Villa to the lawn. Kieran opened the car door, "Get in."

Sylvie waved her hand, "Now grandma can’t see us. You can go to work and I can take a taxi."

Kieran raised his eyebrows. "I told you to cooperate with me in front of my grandma. Get in the car and

don't let me say it for the third time."

This man was a real bully.

He agreed on the peace agreement that Sylvie said last night!

Sylvie did not refuse again, but obediently got into the luxury car.

On the road, the two did not speak again. In order to avoid embarrassment, Sylvie simply turned to look

out of the window.

Sylvie found his watch worth ten million yuan on his wrist.

Sylvie did not know his identity, but the peace agreement would be convenient for her to act in the

Shaw family.

Sylvie’s eyes fell on the scenery out of the window.

...

Half an hour later, the luxury car stopped at the door of the Shaw family. Sylvie tried to untie the safety

belt.

But she failed.

"Let me do it." Kieran leaned over his body.

Sylvie let Kieran help.

In fact, Kieran had smelt the fragrance of Sylvie’s body last night. Now they were close, he could smell

her pleasant fragrance.