"I didn't do anything wrong, so I don't need your forgiveness."
Wyatt Perry raised an eyebrow, not only did he not let go, but he held Claudia Ross even tighter.
As if she was addicted to kicking him, Claudia Ross lifted her foot again, and this time, Wyatt immediately let go and even stepped back several paces.
Seizing the moment when Claudia wasn't paying attention, Wyatt quickly stepped forward and pulled her into his arms, his warm breath brushed against her face, and in the blink of an eye, her fair cheeks blushed like a beautiful painting, as delicate as a blooming flower.
Her slightly parted lips breathed out a fragrant sigh, making his heart itch with longing.
He quickly stole a peck, shocking Claudia into widening her eyes and pushing him hard, but it was too late—their little ones, Ann and Eve, had already stumbled upon a scene not suitable for children.
Laughing, Eve shouted, "Daddy, Mommy, how naughty, how naughty..."
