
Valerie looked at Victor on the bed that closed her eyes with an expressionless face. After a few moments, he placed his new pillow on the head of the bed.
Valerie became reminded of the chatter of herself and Jian earlier this afternoon. At first he only wanted his father to take care of them, but did not expect Victor to act sooner. Moreover, what they experienced was unusual to the point that their families complained without being able to retaliate back. If Victor was angry, would he have done something even crazier?
Valerie involuntarily trembled. All he had observed all this time, he was a funny, grumpy, and easily persuaded man, and subconsciously loosened his vigilance from the start. Valerie was only afraid Victor would do something worse if he made the man angry.
"Why are you looking at me?"
Valerie gasped in shock upon hearing the man's magnetic and lazy voice. Suddenly dumbfounded. Is he so sensitive? He knew he was looking at her. Valerie stage conscious nervous. "I'm .. I'm not staring at you."
"liks. Don't underestimate me as a blind man."
Who underestimated it? Valerie pursed her lips. He never underestimated Victor. Moreover, considering the final fate of the person who inscribed it in that hotel.
"Let's sleep." Victor patted her side with one hand.
Valerie blinked looking at him in a daze. " ... huh?"
"bring. I want to hug you to sleep" he said straightforwardly. "Will you hug me?"
Valerie's surprised. He still had tension in his heart as he recalled Victor's cruel reply to them. He whispered low. "If I don't want you to hug, will you get angry?"
"of course. I'll be mad if you refuse." Victor just felt Valerie cared too much about him being angry or not.
Valerie lay on the bed with her body approaching her. Victor turned his body and reached out to hug Valerie skillfully. Smelling his favorite scent, his facial expression loosened. Comfort struck his heart. Her hands drew closer to Valerie's soft body.
Victor felt that this woman's body was too stiff. When he held her hand, she was trembling. His voice was cold and dangerous. "Are you scared?"
Valerie gulped and tried to hold the tremors in her heart. His voice is as calm as possible. "No."
Valerie's hair ends entangled Victor's fingers. The man touches and twists it, then loosens and twists again. "You don't like me for being ugly?"
Victor grunts unhappily at the thought of himself disliking Valerie for being ugly and blind. Thinking of something, he said. "You're ugly too. Are you ashamed to admit it?"
Valerie who was now always confident and beautiful-looking became annoyed when Victor said that. Because the two were too close to each other, Valerie moved and wanted to stay away, but the man holding and hugging her again did not let go.
"Victor, I'm not ugly" Valerie whispered as she looked at him with pursed lips. "Although it was ugly before, but now it is different. I'm already pretty."
Victor opened his dark and unfocused eyes. "You lied again. Don't bully me as a blind man."
Valerie looked at him in annoyance. Where is he bluffing?
"You're lucky to have married a blind man like me." Victor closed his eyes again. "No matter how ugly you look, don't be sad, I can't see it."
Thinking of something, Valerie grabbed Victor's big hand resting on his waist. Holding her fingers cold, before Victor reacted, Valerie placed the man's finger on her face.
"This is my eye. Although you can't see it, but you can feel it." Valerie put Victor's finger in her eyes and boasted. "My eyes are no longer as pinched as before, but they are very beautiful and bright."
Victor's eyelids opened immediately. At her fingertips, she could feel Valerie's eyelashes trembling and tickling her fingertips. Victor's lips tighten.
Valerie lowered Victor's fingertips towards his nose. "It's my nose. No squeaking, small and smooth. You can feel it, right?"
It was small and Victor could feel it. Valerie continued to lower Victor's fingertips to her own lips. "My lips are small too. Without lipstick, it's red."
His heart beats when his fingertips touch something soft, warm and moist. It increases its power to touch, and only has the desire to destroy it.
This time Valerie placed Victor's palm on her cheek. "My face is smooth too. And my chin is small."
"Victor, I didn't lie to you. Even if you can't see it, but you can touch it. Don't make fun of me ugly again now."
Her cold hands touched Valerie's soft cheeks. He pinched slowly under his palm. It feels so good to touch. Suddenly, he thought of her scarred left face, and it was opposite Valerie's face. His expression immediately sank. "Dull. Sleep."
Valerie stunned. He did not know what was going on with his expression. He asked in a low voice. "You why? Did I make a mistake with you?"
"There's a lot," Victor responded ferociously. He wanted to be angry if he thought about the scar on his face. Smelling the scent of Valerie's body, a hint of calmness enveloped her heart.
Victor tightened Valerie's body into his embrace and closed his eyes. Valerie just felt the wide chest of this man was hard, hot, and not soft at all.
I really can't guess his mind.
Valerie could not move in the slightest in Victor's arms. He wants to go out and breathe a lot, it's too hot. He looked up a little and saw that he had closed his eyes.
"Don't look at me. Get to sleep fast."
Valerie was a little surprised and hurriedly closed her eyes. As drowsiness melajanya, he quickly fell asleep. Just then, Victor's eyes opened. He raised the hand resting on Valerie's waist and changed to touch her face again.
Her soft, palatable cheeks were touched, stretched out on her cold palms. Then Victor touched his left face with a scar, very rough and far from soft. His expression sank back. His hand immediately left his own face. He again wrapped around Valerie's waist and hugged her tighter.
After the scent of milk he inhaled voraciously, calmness occupied his heart and began to fall asleep.
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I've been busy working, so this story can't be up every day. Maybe two days one up.
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