Only you in my love novel Chapter 349

When John came back from his shower, he happened to see Nina sneaking something under the pillow.

Hearing the footsteps of John, Nina hurriedly buried the needle in her hand under the pillow, quickly turned over and sat down, smiling at John.

"Have you finished?"

"Yes." John leaned against the wall and stood there with his hands crossed.

What did Nina put under the pillow?

There were only...

John squinted his eyes and wondered if his little girl thought he had pricked the condoms with a needle again?

The reason why he wanted his little girl to have a baby was that he wanted to have more people to tie her up, not to use her as a fertility tool.

His little girl once said that she didn't want to have a baby so early.

He wouldn't force her to do anything she didn't like.

Seeing that he was inquiring, Nina smiled to hide her guilt.

She used to be the one who uncovered him who pricked the condoms, and she secretly changed them.

Now she was the one who was pricked the condoms.

If the changed of her attitude was known by others, wouldn't it let John be complacent?

Even a couple needed image management occasionally.

Nina convinced herself. She gradually calmed down and uncovered the quilt to lie in.

"It's time to sleep, honey." Nina raised her eyebrows and seduced the man intentionally or unintentionally.

It was rare for him to see his wife take the initiative.

But why did he feel like laughing?

Perhaps it was because Nina's intention to seduce him was too obvious, and her twinkling eyes seemed to cramp.

For the first time, he felt that his smart wife was a little silly.

John leaned against the wall and laughed in a low voice. He didn't stop laughing until he pressed his fist against his lips.

If in the past, as long as Nina took a little initiative, the man would pounce on her. But today, he was standing there laughing.

Nina stopped blinking her eyes, withdrew her attractive eyes and smile, and said with a dark face, "What are you laughing at? Don't you have any thought? "

"No." John stood there with a doting smile on his face.

"No? ！" With her beautiful eyes wide open, Nina stood up from the bed and lifted her nightdress a little, revealing the side of her white thigh. "I'm already like this. Don't you really have any thought?"

Nina thought this was impossible!

In the past, even if she stretched out her neck a little, John would take the opportunity to bite her neck.

Now half of her leg was exposed, but he said no?

"No." John repeated. The smile on his face deepened.

John hadn't seen his little girl so energetic for a long time.

He missed it.

She was a little cute.

Without knowing what was on John's mind, Nina felt as if she had been provoked.

"I have already... I'm..." Nina stretched out her hand and made an S shape gesture along her calf, thigh, and thin waist. "Well..."

'Don't you have any thought?

John, I have my own dignity!'

Nina opened her mouth slightly and seemed to be more angry.

"I'll make you a glass of milk." Suddenly, John walked towards the door. "Drinking milk before sleep is good for sleep."

Nina was speechless... Standing on the bed, Nina watched John leaving as if nothing had happened and then he walked out of the bedroom.

An indescribable feeling surged up in Nina's heart.

Was it because her charm had declined, or was it because John couldn't do it because he did it every day for a long time?

Or... He lost interest in her?

If Nina observed carefully just now, she would find that when John walked out, his body was a little stiff, and his eyes were burning.

As soon as John walked out of the bedroom, he looked down at somewhere of his body.

Fortunately, he held back his desire.

John didn't know what his little girl had done to the things under the pillow. She didn't want to be pregnant yet. How could she suddenly be such enthusiastic?

There must be something wrong.

If he had rushed to her and touched something under the pillow, he would have been scared.

The loss would outweigh the gain.

To be on the safe side, John would try it out later.

John went to the kitchen to heat up a glass of milk and brought it into the bedroom. He saw that Nina was sitting on the quilt unhappily, staring at him with her bright eyes.

"What?" John sat on the edge of the bed and handed her the warm milk. "I've tried it. It's not hot."

Nina was still staring at him. She exhaled a deep breath and blew a wisp of her hair, which rippled on John's face.

John reached out his hand and tucked her hair in.

Nina was angry. It seemed that Nina was going to blame him.

"What's the matter?" Although John knew why she was so angry, he still wanted to make fun of her.

As expected, Nina began to blame him.

"Are you having an affair?"

John was speechless...

What the hell was in his little girl's mind?

"Having an affair? Is my taste so bad? " With a darkened face, John raised his hand and flicked it on Nina's forehead.

Nina's body leaned back for a moment and then quickly stabilized. Her face suddenly changed, and she said in disbelief, "So can't you make it?"

All of a sudden, John's face darkened.

He tightened his grip on the cup, took a sip of milk, put the cup on the bedside table, put his left hand behind the ear of Nina, and stroked her cheek back and forth with his thumb.

He bent over and kissed her.

He poured the milk in his mouth into Nina's mouth, and the two of them intertwined.

A rustling undressing sounded in the air. Nina fell back and pushed the pillow away with her hands.

"HMM... Ah..." Feeling a pain in her fingertip, Nina suddenly opened her eyes.

It was the needle under her pillow.

It was stabbed into her finger.

It was the first time that Nina had tried the fruit she had planted, and she had experienced the torture of holding a needle and pricking it into people's hand in ancient times.

If she had been pricked by a needle at ordinary times, she wouldn't have shouted.

But now, the needle pierced into her flesh near her fingernails. She screamed in pain and lifted her leg to kick John.

"Ouch Honey... " John felt a pain between his legs, he bounced up reflexively to protect somewhere.

"Honey, it hurts!" Nina narrowed her eyes and said, "I was pricked by a needle."

"I haven't..." John bit his lips. His little girl kicked him a little hard this time.

Besides, his... Needle?

With a gloomy face, John looked at the direction where the sound came from. Under the light, a cold light was reflected, it was on Nina's finger.

His wife was really pricked by a needle!

"What happened?" His wife was injured. How could he care about himself? He immediately took her hand and saw the needle standing on her hand and blood oozing out. "Go to the hospital."

John picked up his robe and put it on. He wrapped Nina with a quilt and carried her outside.

"No, no need. You can pull it out for me and stop the blood from bleeding. It doesn't hurt now. It was just that the prick just now hurt a lot." Nina shook her legs and didn't want to go to the hospital.

Not only that she let the needle prick her and bleed a little, but also she was naked now. She must be misunderstood if she went out like this.

When did a man and a woman come to the hospital with messy clothes?