Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 672: Chapter 672: If it’s a girl, must it be aborted?

Seeing her eyebrows curved and seemingly trying to seduce him, Baron Lawrence felt a heat in his lower abdomen. To avoid losing his composure, he looked away and impatiently said, “Enna Clark, are you going to feed me or not? Is it normal for you to pause for half an hour after every bite?”

Didn’t he not like eating it?

“Right away.” Enna took a piece of biscuit from the bag and fed it to his lips again.

Baron Lawrence opened his thin lips and took the biscuit.

Just as Enna was about to let go, the man holding the biscuit swiftly held her index finger in his mouth. freёnovelkiss.com

“Mmm.”

She only felt her fingertip being licked, a tingling sensation like an electric shock hit her, causing her ears to turn red. She tried pulling her finger away.

“You—”

He could even turn eating a biscuit into something like this…

Enna didn’t know what to say!

However, Baron Lawrence didn’t think he had done anything wrong. He comfortably narrowed his sharp eyes, with an added touch of leisure in his features. The taste between his lips was still sweet, but it was no longer so unbearable. After finishing the biscuit, he looked at the person in his arms and ordered, “Continue.”

“…” Enna didn’t move. She was still vividly reminded of the tingling sensation on her fingertip and didn’t want to feed him anymore.

Baron Lawrence’s gaze swept over her face, landing on her pursed lips. He indifferently said, “If you don’t feed me, we’ll continue what we were doing just now.”

What they were doing just now was taking advantage of eating biscuits and eating her as well.

“I’ll feed you.” Enna had no choice but to feed him another biscuit, avoiding his mouth as soon as he opened it.

She fed him three pieces in a row, and she dodged them using the same tactic.

Dodging the flame burning at the bottom of Baron Lawrence’s eyes, by the time the fourth piece was fed, he avoided the biscuit altogether and lowered his head to capture that small mouth he had been craving for so long.

“Don’t…”

It was already too late to say no!

The man’s sweet biscuit-flavored kiss had already swept her lips and teeth.

Just like he wanted to punish her, aggressively conquering her.

Barely escaping the kiss, Enna’s lungs were almost out of oxygen. She took deep breaths, her face flushed as she shied away, fearing he’d turn into a beast, unsatisfied with just a kiss and wanting more. Before he asked her to come over, she took the initiative to strike a serious expression and changed the subject, “By the way, Baron Lawrence, I have a question for you.”

“Go ahead.”

“If there’s a way to find out the gender of my baby in advance, should I get it checked?”

The gender of the baby! Baron Lawrence’s face turned cold. He had almost forgotten about this matter due to her disappearance and the Old Man’s meddling in recent days. Scott Harris seemed to have mentioned that Yluria Country had a technology that could determine the gender of the child in advance with about 70% accuracy. How come Enna knew about this technology too?

“Of course you should! Knowing sooner is good for your health. I’ve asked Adam Sinclair, and he said it’s too risky for the mother to abort when the baby is bigger. So, better to find out and deal with it as early as possible.”

It seemed that once he was done with other matters, he would have to arrange for her to get the test done.

Enna only asked casually, not expecting his response to be so firm and decisive. Her heart trembled uncontrollably at a certain point. She initially planned to tell him she had taken the test, but she swallowed her words. Looking at him with a complicated gaze, her voice was hollow, “If it turns out to be a girl, do I have to have an abortion for sure?”