My Quick-witted Baby (Arabella and Kenneth)

Chapter 350

Kenneth was taking a cold shower when the frosted glass door was knocked on.

Kenneth's movement paused for a moment, then he reached out and pulled open the glass door.

Outside stood a young girl with a graceful figure. Arabella had come.

"Why did you get out of bed? Don't feel like sleeping?" Kenneth's slender eye corners turned red, his

gaze firmly fixed on her as he asked bluntly with a hoarse voice.

Arabella didn't know where to look. Her pretty face flushed with heat. She hummed, "You woke me up.

How can I still sleep?"

Kenneth reached out and grabbed her slender wrist, pulling her towards him. He playfully pinched her

nose and said, "Who is the one disturbed my sleep?"

Arabella's black shirt quickly became wet, her delicate and beautiful back pressed against the wall. She

looked up at his handsome face, which was now only inches away from hers. Then she made a fist and

playfully hit his chest.

Kenneth's eyes darkened, and he firmly held the back of her head before kissing her already swollen

lips.

Arabella slowly placed her fingertips on his firm waist. The man's muscles were strong and powerful,

hard and completely different from a woman's softness.

She reached out and slowly hugged him.

Kenneth parted from her red lips, and with their height difference, Arabella heard him whisper

dominantly in her ear, "Bella, kiss me."

...

The next morning.

When Arabella opened her eyes, it was already eight o'clock. She overslept, and the morning light

outside had already seeped in through the layers of window curtains, filling the room with warmth and

golden light.

Arabella reached out to touch, but the warm embrace was gone, and Kenneth had already gotten up.

When did he get up?

Both of them slept in the early hours, and Arabella was too tired to open her eyes. But he had gone to

work as usual, showing a huge difference in physical stamina between men and women.

Arabella got up and stood by the window, inhaling the fresh morning air. She then saw employees

coming to work at the company downstairs.

Suddenly, Arabella realized that she was in the Lucero Group, in the president's office. Thinking of the

fact that they had been making noise for so long last night, Arabella couldn't help feeling ashamed of

herself, realizing that it was all because of the bowl of pizzle soup that caused her to self-destruct.

Mr. Lucero was really not someone to mess with!

Arabella quickly freshened up and heard some noise outside. It sounded like someone had entered the

lounge.

Was Mr. Lucero back?

Arabella opened the door of the shower room and hopped outside, "Mr. Lucero..."

However, her words suddenly stopped because the person who came in was not Mr. Lucero, but a

woman.

The woman was young and looked about thirty years old. She was wearing a red dress that highlighted

her curvaceous figure and snow-white skin. She was beautiful and charming in a way that was

completely different from Arabella's youthful charm.

The woman looked at Arabella in surprise but quickly said, "Mrs. Lucero, I'm here to clean up and send

Mr. Lucero's clothes to the dry cleaners."

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Kenneth's lounge. She just didn't expect this cleaning lady to be so beautiful and charming.

"Oh, sure. Please go ahead and clean up." Arabella stepped aside to let her pass.