Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

Blanca Roach found out about this only after she put Alice to sleep.

When she saw the successive hot searches, she immediately changed her face and rushed to the study to find Matthew Grant.

By this time, it was completely dark, but there was no light on in the study.

When Blanca Roach opened the door, the first thing she saw was a little scarlet fire in the darkness, and then she saw Matthew Grant’s figure shrouded in darkness.

It was too dark to see his expression, to see his expression in the darkness of the night. He just stood there on the balcony, standing under the lonely cold moonlight, holding a cigarette between his right middle finger and index finger, which he knew Blanca Roach didn’t like, so he didn’t put it to his lips.

Just let it burn, one after the other.

Five or six cigarette butts had fallen at his feet.

When she saw this scene, Blanca Roach’s heart was pierced by a needle, a fine numbing pain spread from the heart to the whole body, she did not need to think to know that Matthew Grant must be frowning now.

She couldn’t help but walk over, her hand gradually slipped, holding one of his hands, Matthew Grant’s body was blown by the wind for a long time, some stiff and cold, she gently rubbed his hands for him.

At the moment Blanca Roach approached, Matthew Grant immediately put out his cigarette, “Don’t come over, I smell like smoke.”

How could Blanca Roach care about that at this point?

What could she do for Matthew Grant when there was so much going on online?

Blanca Roach just hated herself for being so useless and unable to help him.

She slowly pressed herself against his back, warming his body, and whispered, “Matthew Grant, you know, before I met you, I never wanted to get married, and after I met you, I never wanted anyone else.”

The cold ice in Matthew Grant’s eyes, because of her one sentence, then instantly appeared countless cracks.

“So, Matthew Grant, will you promise me one thing?”

“Um… what?”

Matthew Grant took her hand back and clutched it tightly in his hand, but didn’t turn back yet.

Blanca Roach stood on tiptoe and rested her chin on his shoulder from behind, inclining her head to look at him, her voice murmuring, “Don’t frown and fret over unworthy people and things in the future; the only people who can upset you are me and Alice.”

Her voice, as if it had never been so gentle, Matthew Grant had never felt before.

After she finished, Matthew Grant’s body shook, then slowly turned around and planted a lingering kiss on the corner of her lips.

The man’s voice was raspy and his eyes were more provocative than the night outside, “You and Alice will only make me happy, and I’m willing to do that.”

She and Alice are treasures sent to him by heaven. He has been lonely for half of his life. Now he has happiness that he never imagined.

He couldn’t love them enough.

Blanca Roach smiled gently, as if the cold moonlight was tinged with the flavor of earthly fireworks and became a few degrees of warmth.

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Matthew Grant took a deep breath and pulled her into his arms, tucking her in tightly, sniffing the fresh scent of her hair, “Why are you so sweet today, did you secretly eat candy behind my back?”

Blanca Roach shook her head.

“No, I want to check it myself.”

After saying that, Matthew Grant lowered his head and took her lower lip fiercely, moving both gently and fiercely, extremely lingering. He kissed the woman in his arms until her eyes were watering and her breath was panting, and her face was full of sex.

Blanca Roach’s body was about to turn into a puddle of water, and she had to rely on Matthew Grant to keep her footing.

Matthew Grant is also uncomfortable, although psychologically satisfied, but physically screaming with strong dissatisfaction.

Blanca Roach felt his physical reaction and instantly blushed even more, “Asking for it.”