Timothy was awkward, “You are standing in my way. Get out of my way! Close your eyes! Kid who was
still at school must go to bed early!”
He walked out and closed the door.
Rylee rolled on the bed a few times and sighed, “It's so comfortable. This bed is really comfortable!”
After thinking for a while, she got up again. She then sent a text message to Manfred.
“Manfred, I have called you but your phone was shut down. I won't go back tonight. Don't worry. I'm
fine. Good night.”
After sending the text message, Rylee got into the quilt. Sniffing the good smell of sunlight on the silk
quilt, she then closed her eyes.
Timothy walked downstairs and saw the butler waiting there, as if he had something to say.
“What's the matter?” Timothy assumed back to his usual cold temperament.
“Sir, someone named Mr. Shawn outside the gate is asking to come in.”
“Oh? Did Manfred come over? Well, well, he really didn't give up, and he still wants to compete against
me?” Timothy thought for a while. Looking at the night outside, he gave an unquestionable command.
“Tell him that I have already rested and won't receive any guest at this hour.”
“Yes.”
Manfred was standing outside the gate of Seaside Villa. The car lights gave out two beams of light.
Manfred looked at the closed black iron door and the two guards holding weapons in the high place.
The only thing he could do was sigh.
He went to the car to find the phone in order to check out what time it was. After pressing a few
buttons, he realized that his phone was dead.
“Oh, Damn!”
The guard above called him with the intercom, “Please go back, gentleman. Our boss has rested, and
he won't see any guests tonight.”
“What? Did you tell your boss that my last name is Shawn?”
“I have already said that he has rested and even the lights have been shut down. Please go back.”
Manfred stood foolishly outside the iron gate and glanced at the lush mountainside.
Rylee, do you really want to stay with him?
Do you know how dangerous Timothy is?
Manfred sighed for a long time. Then he got into the car lonely and drove away.
Manfred went back to the Carroll's Manor. He was tired and his back was still aching. He had to walk in
with one hand holding his waist.
“Manfred, it's so late. What did you go out for since you are not resting at home?” Caroline Carroll
hasn't slept, waiting for Manfred in the living room stubbornly.
Manfred raised his eyes and glanced at Caroline. Obviously, he didn't want to tell her that Rylee was
staying with Timothy. He shook his head, “It's okay. It's just my own stuff. I'll go to bed first. You go
sleep too.”
No longer looking at Caroline, Manfred went upstairs in sorrow.
It pained her heart for Caroline to look at Manfred's desolate figure, and she felt angry at time same
time.
Manfred wasn’t in the sad mood because of her.
Timothy lay down in the guest room but he couldn’t fall asleep. And his whole body was trembling in
excitement when he thought of the little Rylee was lying next door.
Timothy tiptoed into the master bedroom and looked towards the bed under the faint light.
Oh damn!
This girl was so wild when she was asleep!
One of her legs was stretched out of the quilt, and hanging half outside bed.
It looks like she was going to fall out of bed in the next second.
“Hey, my baby, come here,” Timothy murmured, and hurried over.
......
Timothy approached the bed and looked down at the cute face of this sleeping girl. His breathing
suddenly heated up.
He hurriedly raised his head up and breathed out heavily, trying hard to press down his desire.
What the heck. He had always been a man of self-control. When he went out to socialize, he saw so
many debauched and depraved people. Even if a woman was naked and groaning in front of him, he
could control himself, unaroused at all.
If a gang leader who developed his family by killing and fighting couldn’t withstand these temptations,
then he can’t be invincible.
But why...
Why did he become so lame now?
Seeing Rylee’s fair leg, he could feel the heat rising in his lower abdomen.
Stealing a few glances at her silly and cute sleeping posture, he suddenly had an impulse to take her!
Rylee! It couldn’t be that I had owed you a lot in my last life, so you came to torture me in this life, right?
Timothy took a deep breath, bent over, and gently lifted the calf that was hanging by the edge of the
bed and put it back.
Suddenly, his hands were filled with silky sensation. Her body, no matter what her pose were, wherever
he touched her, or whether he was pressed against her, leaned on her, or hugged her in his arms, her
body was always silky and soft.
It was a kind of indescribable, addicted-after-one-try kind of feeling. It invaded his mind like heroin, and
indulged him into her deep sweetness!
Timothy's eyes darkened. His breathing accelerated rapidly. And he stared eagerly at the little thing
who was sleeping with her lips slightly parted.
She slept like a fluffy puppy, pouting her bright red mouth, panting slightly. Her long eyelashes cast
down mesmerizing shadows.
“Why are you always seducing me? If you succeed, you can’t never run away...”
Timothy whispered softly and couldn't help but rubbing up her calf.
A piece of powdery white, and a piece of silky smoothness.
Timothy's abdomen tightened while touching her skin.
Damn it!
He was hard again!
Timothy looked down helplessly. Sure enough, there was a tall tent on the house pants.
Timothy's hand slid to her thigh, and even reached to the lace of her underwear.
It felt like all the blood was surging to his cock, and he almost went mad from restraining his desire. He
gently moved Rylee's face with his hand to his direction. Leaning over, he finally kissed her pink lips
passionately.
He kissed fiercely, desperate to suck her sweetness. His tongue greedily and freely infiltrated iher
mouth.
“Hmm...” Rylee frowned and groaned a few times when she felt hard to breathe.
“So annoying. I was thrown down by a dog even in my dream. Go away, you clingy little thing!”, she
thought.
Rylee's small hands lifted up weakly, trying to slapped Timothy, but was grabbed hold by him. He
clasped her hands on top of her head. He then propped up at the same time and let go of her so that
she could breathe.
The neckline of her pajama was a little loose. Because she was being hyperactive in her sleep, her
neckline was pulled underneath, revealing more than half of her bosom.
Timothy's already fiery body was burning even more intensely. He leaned over and kissed on her sexy
collarbone gently.
Following the neckline, down, Timothy's lips lingering on the soft hill. Rylee twisted her body
subconsciously in her sleep and made a faint moaning sound.
Timothy's eyes were blurred. The fire of desire ignited in his eyes. And something pressed against
Rylee's body was already as hard as steel.
......
He went down again, took a bite at one of her pink nipples, and started to suck it devotedly.
“Yeah...” Rylee trembling, shivering, let out a thick low moan.
“Go away, you stupid dog...”
Rylee murmured vaguely, trying to push away something heavy on her body.
“Who the hell?”
Rylee suddenly woke up, sighing, slowly opening her eyes.
It was at that exact moment, Timothy swished away from her.
At the same time, Rylee's sleepy eyes opened, and glanced around in a daze.
“Jeez. I was about to fall asleep when the scary dream suddenly woke me up. Bummer.”
Rylee scratched her head and sat up slowly, smacking her mouth.
“Um, why is my mouth so wet?”
“Am I drooling?”
“Eh, it would be a shame if I still drool.”
Rubbing her mouth with the back of her hand, Rylee came down stairs.
Rylee walked barefoot for two steps in her sloppy home clothes. Her eyes were almost closed.
Frowning, she rubbed her right chest, “It's a bit tingling. Did I press it while sleeping?”
Rylee poured herself a glass of water and drank it.
Walking to the door of the bedroom, she looked around in the corridor.
The whole villa is very quiet. Not knowing what time it is, she thought everyone should be asleep.
Rylee glanced at the aisle a few times, muttering to herself, “It's indeed a rich family. The lights are still
on at night. They don't even worry about wasting electricity?”
After finishing talking, she felt sleepy again. While yawning, she closed the door of bedroom, fumbled
and climbed onto the bed. Eventually she fell asleep again.
Ohhh, damn…...
Timothy breathed a sigh of relief.
Thanks to his years of martial arts practice, otherwise he will be discovered by this girl.
Unexpectedly, the martial arts skills that Timothy has been practicing since he was a child would come
in handy in such a case.
Timothy was about to jump off the roof of the bedroom when a beam of light shone on him. Nervously,
his eyes narrowed.
“Huh? Sir? How did you get up there?”
The old butler was terrified, his mouth wide open, and he flashed the torch at Timothy embedded in the
roof.
The ceiling was so high, but Mr. Wheeler managed to cling on to it like a gecko. Oh no. It's not a gecko.
It should be more like a bat.
Timothy's face blushed slightly. Thanks to the darkness, he couldn't be seen clearly. He said with a low
voice, “You’ve seen me now? Get the flashlight away!”
“Huh? Oh, sorry! Got it, sir.”
The butler moved the flashlight away, and in the next moment, with a flash, Timothy was already
standing on the ground stably.
The butler was shocked by Timothy's martial arts skills once again. He only knew that Mr. Wheeler was
diligent in practicing all kinds of kung fu, but he didn't know that he was so superb.
“Sir, you're all going to leap onto the wall? Isn't that the Lightness Skill shown on TV? Is it real?”
There was a curious sheen in the eyes of the old butler.
Timothy was awkward. He clapped his hands, and said succinctly, “Everything is deceptive. Go to
sleep.”
The old butler nodded, “Oh, well, sir. Your practice is over, and wish you a good sleep.”
The old butler tilted his head and muttered to himself, “Is the Lightness Skill fake? What a pity!”
Timothy turned around again, frowning, and said, “Butler?”
“Yes? Sir, what else would you need?”
Timothy looked hesitated. But finally, he spoke, a bit embarrassed, “Don't... don't tell anyone what I was
doing here tonight.”
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