Chapter 460 Want to have the sweets


    Seeing Malcolm''s expression, Chad rushed up to pull Keira away.


    He pretended to be serious to scold Keira, "I have told you many times. Lyra is my brother''s treasure.


    You can only see her but not touch. Don''t piss him off. He''ll let me fix you!


    Keira puffed, sulked and did not speak.


    That "treasure" made Lyra blush slightly.


    She beckoned Keira toe to her side and said to Malcolm, "Cook first and let Chad and Keith help


    you. I''ll take Keira up to see our babies."


    Keira was instantly happy and ran happily back to Lyra, and the two soon went upstairs together.


    The three men downstairs in the living room looked at each other. Keith and Chad werepletely


    unable to cook and trim vegetables, let alone anything else.


    The atmosphere was instantly a bit awkward.


    Finally, Keith and Chad stood in front of the kitchen door together and watched Malcolm cooking


    skillfully.


    The man had long legs. His shirt sleeves were rolled up to reveal fine and good-looking arms. He was


    preparing the ingredients, and his face looked extra serious and meticulous.


    Keith watched quietly for a while and sighed from the bottom of his heart, "My Rara is amazing. I didn''t


    think she could really train you so well in Frayton. I think the senior directors of White Corp would not


    have thought that their cool president would be wearing a ck apron and cooking in the kitchen.


    Chad stifled augh, "I''m also curious when did your cooking skill be so good? I think Lyra has


    made a lot of efforts about it."


    We were all men and familiar with each other so there was nothing to be ashamed of.


    Malcolm smiled helplessly as he remembered what happened before, "The first meal I cooked for Rara


    back then was braised pork ribs that were burned to ck and fried cabbage with spicy ingredients."


    Keith was curious, "Did Rara really eat them?"


    Malcolmughed even more helplessly, "How shrewd Rara is. How could she possibly eat them? She


    forced me to eat and made me almost even throw up my stomach acid."


    Chad and Keith burst into a maniacalughter.


    Keith: "Rara is like Micah in terms of being mean."


    Chad also said, "I''m afraid if she publishes a manual, it will sell a lot!"


    All three menughed and the atmosphere was very cordial.


    Sometimes, the joy between men was so simple. They shared some trivia with each other, and soon


    got acquainted.


    When the delicious barbecue was ready, Malcolm called Lyra and Keira and the five people enjoyed


    themselves.


    An hourter, it was early morning.


    It was still dark and the whole city was unusually silent, except for Lyre Spiti, which was still lively.


    Keith felt stifled and drank a lot of beer. Soon he was drunk.


    And he was drunkpletely.


    He hugged Malcolm''s arms. His eyes were red and he kept calling out, "Melissa, I was wrong. It''s all


    my fault. Forgive me. Come back ..."


    Malcolm looked sullen, pressed Keith''s forehead with his big hand without mercy and pushed him


    away.


    He was drunk. As if his apology was rejected, he felt even more heartbroken, sad and depressed.


    Malcolm had no choice but to knock him out. He instructed Chad, "It''s gettingte. When you guys


    leave, remember to ask Eleven to take Keith back."


    "Okay, don''t worry, bro."


    When they were gone, this littlete night party finally came to an end.


    Lyra propped her chin with one of her arm and was in a daze.


    She didn''t drink too much but her face was slightly red, which was beautiful and seductive to the


    extreme.


    Malcolm looked at her and felt slightly moved.


    He got closer to Lyra, rubbed her face, and asked in a low voice, "Rara, are you thinking about Keith


    and Melissa?"


    Lyra said seriously, "Tomorrow morning I will visit Cahan Residence to try to meet Melissa ... Hmm,


    put your hands away!"


    She was interrupted by Malcolm''s hands which slipped restlessly to the back of her waist and


    wandered quietly.


    Instead of stopping, Malcolm''s hands wandered more freely, and he blew seductively into her ear.


    "Honey, I''m done with the cooking. I want to have a little dessert, so you just meet my need."


    Lyra lowered her face, "Again?"


    Malcolm nuzzled her neck with his tip of nose and lips in a recklessly cheeky manner.


    "Who says we can only do it once a day? We have to eat three meals a day. A little dessert can lighten


    up our life. That''s good."


    Since she had the babies and recuperation, Malcolm was increasingly unable to restrain himself from


    sex.


    Lyra''s face was getting lower, "I think I can no longer indulge your behavior in such a way!" If this went


    on, her waist must be extremely soar!


    Malcolm, who felt a little aggrieved, whispered, "Then satisfy me tonight. From tomorrow onwards, I''ll


    never ask you for sex indiscriminately."


    Lyra grunted softly, "So, what about the ruler?"


    He furrowed his eyebrows and felt more aggrieved, "If I can do you after I''m beaten by the ruler, it is not


    impossible. It''s just a sweet between you and me!"


    Lyra was really wordless.


    Every words he said were about sex. He was really lustful!


    She didn''t say yes, but she didn''t have time to say no either, before her whole body was carried up by


    Malcolm from the dining chair.


    The two soon returned to that sweet and warm bedroom, spending their time pleasantly and frenziedly.


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    The next morning, Lyra was able to get up after Malcolm massaged her until his hands were sore.


    She packed up quickly, had Twelve drive, and left for the Cahan Residence.


    At that time, the Cahan family was having breakfast.


    Shane didn''te back to stay overnight, and it was just Timothy and Reba there.


    When Reba heard it was Lyra, she put down the spoon immediately and came out to greet Lyra.


    "Lyra, do youe to see me on purpose?"


    She took Lyra''s hand with familiarity and joy.


    Lyra pursed her lips and smiled, "Yes, I''m free today, so I thought I''de over and see you. Is it


    convenient toe in and talk?"


    "Sure."


    Reba pulled her to go inside, but was stopped by a bodyguard arranged by Shane outside the door.


    "Miss Reba, Mr. Shane said no outsiders are allowed to get in the Cahan Residence these days."


    Reba pursed her lips unhappily and scolded angrily, "Get lost. Lyra is not an outsider."


    From the bodyguard''s face, it seemed to be non-negotiable, "Mr. Shane said, except the Cahans, all


    is considered as outsiders. Please do not make it difficult for us. Otherwise we can only call Mr. Shane


    and report this to him."


    "You!" Reba was furious, "You threatened me?"


    The bodyguard lowered his head and did not retort. The meaning was self-evident.


    Reba was very angry, but could not do anything about him. If Shane knew it, he would certainly


    Lyra had the good sense to take her by the wrist and ask in a soft voice, "What''s wrong? Why is the


    Cahan Residence suddenly so heavily guarded and no one is allowed in?"


    Reba was even more angry when she mentioned this, "It''s because of Melissa!"


    Lyra frowned warily, "What''s wrong with her?"