Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 634 - 632: The Whole World Owes You an Oscar

"No regrets." She uttered these three words and then changed the topic: "Does it still hurt?"

"First ti, of course it hurts," he replied.

"..." What? How can he talk about such dirty things so casually? And without blushing or heart racing, "Crown Prince, you’ve... lost your morals."

She showed a look of disdain.

He smirked: "Am I ugly?" That disdainful look, glaring at him, still glaring!

After saying that, the man suddenly turned his gaze and looked at Harry North, asking in a deep voice: "Harry, am I very ugly?"

Harry was stunned, a chill ran down his spine, and he imdiately concurred: "Crown Prince, you’re not ugly at all! Super handso! Super manly! Drop-dead gorgeous!"

No choice, Harry had a strong will to survive.

The Crown Prince played the pity card very well. Before... he was so badly injured, yet he didn’t hum a word. Last night, he suddenly got a cut on his hand and bled a little. Harry had already called Dr. ng to have a look... it’s not serious, just a flesh wound, a band-aid would suffice!

Who would’ve thought that this morning, when the Crown Prince got up, his hand was wrapped like a pig’s trotter, and he kept muttering:

’Honey, it hurts!’

’Dear, it hurts!’

’Dear, I can’t hold chopsticks anymore!’

No exaggeration, Harry even felt heartache hearing it! But, Crown Prince, can sothing that a band-aid could fix be that painful!!

Yet, when it ca out of the Crown Prince’s mouth, it sounded so real!

Crown Prince, have you forgotten the ti with the beast cage? What storms and waves have you not faced...

Just as he thought of this, a cold and stern voice ca through: "Harry, is there a flower on my face?"

Harry: "No!"

"Then why are you looking?" Soone said coldly without even turning his head, making his wife feel jealous!

"I wouldn’t dare, Crown Prince, I’ll just head out now..." Saying that, Harry quickly withdrew, it’s good not to eat dog food, finally no more dog food.

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After Harry left.

There were only two people left in the dining room again.

She fed the man congee.

"Honey, it’s bitter." He said sparingly, his cold and long eyes were deep and dangerous, fixed on her little lips.

"Bitter?" It shouldn’t be, she made the congee herself, how could it be bitter?

"Yeah, bitter," he said.

"Then let taste it!" Maybe she accidentally put the wrong thing?

She brought the spoonful of congee to her lips, ready to taste, but who knew, she didn’t get to taste the congee, her lips were sealed by him instead.

Then, his soft tongue gently brushed over her lips.

"Bitter or not?" he asked.

"..." What happened? Was that a stolen kiss? She blushed, "Lucas Knight! What’s bitter, it’s clearly sweet!"

"Is that so?" He suddenly added, "Sure it’s sweet? Taste again."

With those words, his chilling aura enveloped her again...

Where is it sweet!

He thinks it’s bitter!

Baby, when will you know that I am and he is he?

This morning, she suddenly ntioned that diamond ring: Heart of the Ocean.

That wasn’t from him...

So he doesn’t want her to find it back.

"Sweet." She said, "Lucas Knight, you’re being a rogue!" Stealing kisses when she’s not looking!

He curled his lips, smiled bitterly: "Baby, what’s the inscription on the ring?"

The words, are... "Night only loves night."

Back then, she had bet with Eugiene, and in front of a group of high-society heiresses, had soone verify the inscription on that ring.