Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 1003 - 1000: Do You Have a Problem in That Aspect? (

As long as the dagger grazes the neck, death is certain, and the wound is very small but very deep, a single stroke cuts the throat deeply.

At the sa ti, Lucas Knight’s large hand directly caught her dagger, then twisted her hand and pressed it back to her chest.

"Nice technique—" he curved his lips, "it’s just a pity, in this world, if I don’t allow it, no one can harm ."

Eva Nightingale: "Really?!"

This man was really impressive, he could block her dagger, and with bare hands too.

He nodded, confirming: "Not that there aren’t any, it’s just that in this world... only my woman has the qualification to hurt ."

The implication was that she didn’t have the qualification.

She chuckled softly, "Heh. President, don’t you have enough won? There are so many beautiful won in your harem, who knows how many tis you’ve pampered them—" Why keep it from her, she knows, she knows.

Just a stranger, why would she care?!

But strangely, it seed as if sothing inside was pulling her, whenever she encountered this man, her heart would ache.

Trying to leave him, but it was like there was a barbed thorn in her heart, pulling and leaving it bloody.

"You must have slept with many won—"

"All those won, they’ve all been with you—"

That day, kissing him, his kissing skills were so good, she would have thought he was a seasoned player.

His eyes were dark and bottomless, like obsidian, reflecting her delicate face, after a mont, he spoke: "Those won you ntioned, I’ve never been with."

After he finished speaking, for so reason, he suddenly leaned closer to her, his tall and straight figure completely enveloping her.

Never been with them. He seed to be explaining, but so what, whether he had been with that woman tonight had nothing to do with her, besides, would she just believe him if he said so?

"Sir, you haven’t?!"

Lucas Knight: "No."

"You, you don’t have a problem in that area, do you?!"

He said he hadn’t, was it because there was no reaction, he must not be up to it in that area!

Eva Nightingale laughed mischievously, "President, I didn’t expect you to be so young and yet impotent?" Wasting such a good body and looks to be impotent, unbelievable.

Lucas Knight: "You think I have a problem?" How could she say that!

What eye of hers sees a problem with him?

Thinking of this, a certain place tightened, Lucas Knight quickly released her, taking two steps back, trying to distance himself from her.

Who knew, he had just taken two steps back.

She ca clinging again, Eva Nightingale directly hung herself onto him, rubbing against him, seemingly on purpose: "You’re the one with the problem, you’ve admitted it yourself!"

"President, I have dicine, it’s great for boosting energy, want to buy so?"

"Step back." Lucas Knight looked down at her, "I’ll give you three seconds, if you don’t step back... bear the consequences yourself."

Who gave her the courage?

Doesn’t she know, for three years, a full three years, no woman has dared to be so unruly with him.

Though usually Little Pear can be spoiled and make a fuss, it’s not this kind of fuss, it’s different.

"Eva Bennett, you have so nerve."

Nerve, huh?!

Eva Nightingale frowned, looked up at him, and casually taunted, "Really?"

"President, you can’t do it again, and still so small—"

Not able to do it is one thing, but being small, that’s really sothing.

While speaking, she rubbed against him again.

"You’ve had too much to drink." Lucas Knight spoke.