Chapter 1174: Even Reincarnation Is Treated Differently
Aurelia Shaw caught her breath, unable to hold back and asked, "What are you doing?"
Mason Nightshade glanced at Aurelia Shaw and said calmly, "Checking if you’re hurt anywhere." Sometimes she wouldn’t tell him when she was injured. Only by stripping her down and examining her carefully from inside out could he finally relax.
His slender fingers slid the strap off her shoulder, the skin beneath his fingertips smooth and fair like translucent porcelain, exuding a subtle and pleasant fragrance. Mason Nightshade’s eyes darkened, his Adam’s apple moved, and he suddenly felt parched, his lower abdomen burning with heat, unable to help himself from taking a bite.
Aurelia Shaw raised an eyebrow, "Is this what you call a check? Major General Nightshade’s way of checking is truly unique."
The three words "Major General Nightshade" had a tail end that tilted ever so slightly, making one’s heart itch. Mason Nightshade liked it when Aurelia Shaw called him this way. Call it a man’s quirk or a peculiar preference in bed, but nothing worked better than when Aurelia addressed him like this.
Without holding back, Mason Nightshade bit Aurelia Shaw’s chin and then gave her a couple of pecks, like giving her a candy after a slap. Otherwise, this girl would definitely not let him go. Mason Nightshade laughed, "There’s something even more unique, want to try it?"
Aurelia Shaw wrapped her arms around Mason Nightshade’s neck, her smile enchanting.
She leaned into Mason Nightshade’s ear, softly exhaled and said, "...Not, wanting, to try." With that, she pushed Mason Nightshade away.
"Bastard!" Aurelia Shaw cursed.
Mason Nightshade’s heart was in turmoil. He wanted a child, a child that belonged to them, the one they should have had in their previous life. He was desperate for a child with her, but... Aurelia Shaw’s health made him pause on this idea.
Not to mention whether her body could handle having a child right now. Even if the child was born, there was no guarantee it would be healthy. They had already lost a child once; they couldn’t afford to lose a second one.
She couldn’t take such a blow.
Let everything go with the flow. Regardless of the outcome, he would protect her.
Mason Nightshade put away his brooding thoughts and kissed Aurelia Shaw’s lips more tenderly, his actions gentle as if she were his most cherished treasure.
...
It was already noon the next day.
She rubbed her neck and arms, her gaze puzzled as she stared blankly at her arm. Upon waking up after a night’s sleep, she hardly felt any soreness.
She hadn’t taken any miraculous medicine, and she wasn’t predisposed to recovering like this, or else she wouldn’t have been toyed to death by Eleanor Spencer. Could it be a buff from being reborn? Don’t people who get reborn usually have some sort of system or something? How come she didn’t have anything and had to rely on her own efforts? Ah well, even rebirth has its disparities.