Only you in my love
Chapter 513 You're So Bad

When Vicente woke up in the morning, she heard someone knocking on the door. She looked up and guessed that it was John. After a few moments, she dragged herself to the door.

"What are you doing here so early?"

"I brought you breakfast," John said and held up a paper bag that indeed smelled of food.

"You got this for me?" Vicente took the bag. She could not believe that John was capable of such a gesture. "Thank you."

John dipped his chin and entered the ward. "Now get out," he said when he passed Vicente.

Vicente rolled her eyes and whipped her head toward John. "I knew it."

After saying that, Vicente left and took the paper bag full of breakfast to the next ward. Noah was already awake and was about to get out of bed.

"What are you going? Let me help you." Vicente put the breakfast on the table and walked toward Noah.

"I have to go to the bathroom." Holding his bandaged wound with one hand, Noah struggled to get to his feet.

Hearing that, Vicente hurried over to him to help him. "Slow down. You're going to rip your stitches. Here, let me help you up."

"Thanks." Noah let Vicente hold him up. "Why are you here?"

"John just appeared in Nina's ward, so I figured I'd give them some alone time. I was on my way here to check on you anyway," Vicente replied. Slinging his arm over her shoulders and bearing some of his weight, Vicente carefully walked Noah to the bathroom. "There you go. Be careful." "All right. Thank you." Noah smiled at her.

Vicente was not expecting such a dazzling smile from Noah, so she immediately looked away and turned to the table.

"Don't mention it."

Hearing the unease in her voice, Noah looked at Vicente's back for a while before entering the bathroom.

In the adjacent ward, John stood over Nina and watched her sleep. He did not have the heart to disturb her, but he just could not resist planting a soft kiss on her smooth forehead.

After a few moments, Nina's eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes.

"Good morning, John." Even with her sleepy eyes still half closed, Nina saw John's gentle and handsome face. She raised her hands and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing his face on her shoulder.

She had always had a little trouble controlling her strength especially when she was excited. Without realizing it, she was already choking her husband.

John did not know what to say for a while.

With one gasping breath, he said, "Little girl, can you loosen up? I'm almost out of breath."

"What?" Nina was busy feeling John against her. With her eyes closed, she rubbed her face against his head, smiling like she never had before.

"Honey, please let me breathe. I can't breathe." At this point, John had no choice but to grab his wife's arms and try to break free from them, but Nina held him down even more tightly. He could only angle his face a certain way to get some air. He felt her giggle as he squirmed.

John's hot breath tickled Nina's neck. She snickered even more.

"It tickles." Nina finally let go of him.

Finally free from her grip, John braced his hands on either side of Nina's body. He stared at her face, taking in every detail like he was seeing it for the first time. He guessed he would never get used to how beautiful her eyes were, soft and sparking like morning dew on a flower petal. Slowly but surely, he found himself leaning in once again. This time, he was not going for her forehead.

Nina's eyes widened as she watched John's throat bob. He started leaning in. Then, she flashed him a charming smile, raised her hand, and covered her mouth.

She had just woken up. She was not about to let him kiss her without brushing her teeth.

However, John did not stop. He just kissed the back of her hand and then slowly moved down toward her neck.

The tip of his tongue swept over her neck and collarbone like a feather, and she trembled and kicked her legs straight. After the second kiss, her slightly stiff body relaxed. Blood rushed to her cheeks. Her head fell into a daze again, and her eyes slowly brimmed with happy tears.

"Stop it. It tickles." Nina playfully pushed John away despite her body slowly turning into jelly. Hearing his wife's soft purr, John almost lost his mind. He had not heard her talk like that in a very long time.

The next moment, John pinned Nina's arms on the bed, raised his head, and hovered over her. He stared at her pink cheeks.

His little girl had always been shy.

He decided to stop and wait for her recovery.

However, when he saw Nina bat her eyelashes at him, his desire burned him from the inside out. It took all of his physical strength to restrain himself from taking her right then and there. After weighing the pros and cons, he finally gave up and just kissed her lips. Nina slowly closed her eyes. She thought it would be a deep, passionate kiss, but her husband's lips only felt like a dragonfly skimming the water.

"It's time for breakfast." John suddenly let go and loosened his tie.

He needed to take a breath. The fire that had just been ignited inside of Nina winked out like a lit candle dropped in cold water.

She opened her eyes, propped herself up in bed, and stared at John's now normal face. She said discontentedly, "Didn't you see that I just closed my eyes?"

"Yes, I did." John bent down and lifted her out of bed.

With her legs around his waist and arms around his neck, Nina allowed him to take her to the sofa. It seemed that he really wanted to have breakfast.

"Then why did you stop?" She pinched his shoulder as her way of revenge for leaving her hanging.

When he realized what his wife was trying to say, John burst into laughter. He leaned over and kissed her earlobe, deliberately breathing into her ear. "Did you want me to proceed?"

Hearing this, Nina sharply drew breath.

She thought, 'I was just being shy.'

"Okay. I won't stop next time even if you say no." After saying that, John sat down on the sofa and put Nina on his lap. Breakfast was already on the table in front of them, and there was a handbag sitting at one corner of the table that no one cared about. Nina asked. "How can I eat when you hold me like this? Let me have a proper seat."

As she spoke, she stood up. John did not stop her, but when she was about to sit down, he pulled her in his arms once again.

"No, stay." Looking at the little woman curling up in his arms, John pinched her chin and kissed her.

Nina lovingly returned his kiss and then let go. "Let me sit by myself. I can't move freely sitting on your lap."

"Then I'll feed you. Just stay." John wrapped his arms around her waist, refusing to let her go.

Nina attempted to stand up again. "No," she said flatly.

"Just stay," John snapped and grinned at her mischievously.

Hearing this, Nina whipped her head toward him. She pouted and complained, "Your hard member is against me."

"Is it?" John asked innocently.

"Isn't it?" Nina retorted, gnashing her teeth.

"Oh, it indeed is." John smiled and looked straight in her eyes. "Do you want me to continue?"

"No. You've already lost your chance today. I'm no longer in the mood," Nina refused.

At the moment, John had fully understood what it meant to shoot himself in the foot. But still, he wanted to give it a try.

"Are you sure? I can still chase after the mood and bring it back."

John reached for Nina's chin once again and attempted to kiss her, but she raised her hand and pushed his face away. "Our breakfast is getting cold."

"Fine." The light in John's eyes did not fade away. He playfully tossed Nina onto the sofa, and she giggled like a little girl.

"I'll have my breakfast first. You can eat after I finish."

"You're so bad," Nina pouted.