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The More the Merrier Chapter 825

Chapter 825 Naturally An Auspicious Day

“It’s better to apply some ointment, lest you end up disfigured.” Prying his hand away, Arissa got up and searched for the ointment. Benjamin’s mouth twitched.

He lay on the bed and watched as she rummaged for a while before revealing, “The ointment is downstairs.” Ugh! You should’ve said that earlier!

Shooting him a glare, Arissa whirled around and left the room. She went downstairs to look for the medical box and took the ointment upstairs.

Then, she sat on the edge of the bed and poured the ointment into her hand before massaging his chin. Benjamin studied her focused expression intently, the corners of his mouth lifting a fraction.

“Are you hoping that I’ll stay wide awake that you’re applying so much ointment on me?”

The ointment was potent, so the smell of it seeped right into his lungs. Arissa threw him a look. “I’m not applying that much, and it’ll all be gone in a while.”

After screwing the cap back, she placed the ointment on the bedside table. Subsequently, she washed her hands before returning.

“Get in.” Benjamin jerked his chin up and motioned for her to climb into bed.

Arissa eyed him for a moment before she complied.

No sooner had she lay down than the man pulled her into his broad arms.

Benjamin rested his chin against her shoulder. Arissa scented the strong ointment smell as well and was much more awake.

“Stay still. Are you trying to put me out of commission?” Benjamin teased.

The corners of Arissa’s mouth twitched. “Serves you right for speaking so domineeringly!”

Benjamin arched an eyebrow. “Is it domineering to say that you can continue pursuing me after we get married? Didn’t you say it yourself that you wanted to win me over earlier?”

At his remark, Arissa giggled. “Yeah, but why should I still pursue you when we’ve gotten married?”

She turned, coming face to face with him. Her eyes shimmered, radiating a crystalline glow.

They sparkled like stars, so stunningly beautiful that he couldn’t take his eyes off them.

Benjamin stared right into the depths of her eyes. “Why not? They’re non-conflicting issues.”

It wasn’t that no women professed their love for him. In fact, there was no lack of women desiring to get into his bed.

However, he didn’t like them all. Truth be told, they even repulsed him.

Arissa, on the contrary, had his heart racing when she admitted that she wanted to win him over. He turned into a wide-eyed boy as sheer anticipation rushed through him.

In response, Arissa rolled her eyes. “Why aren’t you the one to pursue me?”

I’ve never experienced the feeling of being pampered and wooed, especially by someone I like. I’d also like to have a taste of romance while dating, okay?

Benjamin’s eyes flickered, and his thin lips curved into a devilish smile.

In an impish tone, he teased, “So, you want me to pursue you, huh?

He pinched her cheek indulgently.

Slapping his hand away, Arissa admitted shyly, “Anyone would want that. I’m also a woman, okay? Why should I marry you when you didn’t even pursue me? What if you were to say that I offered myself to you on a silver platter when we have a row in the future?”

Benjamin raised an eyebrow. We aren’t even married yet, but she’s already worried about the times when we have a row in the future.

“How would there be an opportunity to have a row if you don’t marry me?”

Arissa’s lips pressed into a thin line. “I was referring to me offering myself to you!”

At that, Benjamin snorted. “Did you?”

Casting a glance at him, Arissa retorted in a whisper, “I did give birth to a few children for you!”

Benjamin chortled. “Those are my children. How does that count?”

Arissa was promptly left without a retort. Well, they’re indeed his children.

Again, Benjamin pinched her cheek. “If you want me to pursue you, go with me to register our marriage tomorrow!”

Her heart hammering all the faster, Arissa gazed at the serious and domineering man.

“Are you proposing to me?” she inquired softly.

Narrowing his eyes a fraction, Benjamin pinned them on her.

“I’m not proposing, but informing!”

Arissa’s lips twitched several times.

Gah! He just won’t allow me to bask in the romantic ambiance. No one acts so bullishly as him! What’s the big deal about proposing? Is it going to humiliate him or something?

When Benjamin glimpsed her cheeks that were puffed up indignantly, a flash of amusement flittered across his eyes.

“Let’s sleep. We’ve got to wake up early tomorrow!”

He encircled her in his embrace with his arms locked around her.

Arissa remained a touch morose. “What day is tomorrow?”

Can I decline?

“An auspicious day!” Benjamin answered.

Arissa pondered for some time, but she couldn’t figure out how it was auspicious. “You’ve checked the calendar?”

“The day we get married is naturally an auspicious day!” Benjamin declared imperiously.

At once, Arissa was struck dumb.

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The More the Merrier Chapter 825

The More the Merrier Chapter 825

Chapter 825 Naturally An Auspicious Day “It's better to apply some ointment, lest you end up disfigured.” Prying his hand away, Arissa got up and searched for the ointment. Benjamin's mouth twitched. He lay on the bed and watched as she rummaged for a while before revealing, “The ointment is downstairs.” Ugh! You should've said that earlier! Shooting him a glare, Arissa whirled around and left the room. She went downstairs to look for the medical box and took the ointment upstairs. Then, she sat on the edge of the bed and poured the ointment into her hand before massaging his chin. Benjamin studied her focused expression intently, the corners of his mouth lifting a fraction. “Are you hoping that I'll stay wide awake that you're applying so much ointment on me?” The ointment was potent, so the smell of it seeped right into his lungs. Arissa threw him a look. “I'm not applying that much, and it'll all be gone in a while.” After screwing the cap back, she placed the ointment on the bedside table. Subsequently, she washed her hands before returning. “Get in.” Benjamin jerked his chin up and motioned for her to climb into bed. Arissa eyed him for a moment before she complied. No sooner had she lay down than the man pulled her into his broad arms. Benjamin rested his chin against her shoulder. Arissa scented the strong ointment smell as well and was much more awake. “Stay still. Are you trying to put me out of commission?” Benjamin teased. The corners of Arissa's mouth twitched. “Serves you right for speaking so domineeringly!” Benjamin arched an eyebrow. “Is it domineering to say that you can continue pursuing me after we get married? Didn't you say it yourself that you wanted to win me over earlier?” At his remark, Arissa giggled. “Yeah, but why should I still pursue you when we've gotten married?” She turned, coming face to face with him. Her eyes shimmered, radiating a crystalline glow. They sparkled like stars, so stunningly beautiful that he couldn't take his eyes off them. Benjamin stared right into the depths of her eyes. “Why not? They're non-conflicting issues.” It wasn't that no women professed their love for him. In fact, there was no lack of women desiring to get into his bed. However, he didn't like them all. Truth be told, they even repulsed him. Arissa, on the contrary, had his heart racing when she admitted that she wanted to win him over. He turned into a wide-eyed boy as sheer anticipation rushed through him. In response, Arissa rolled her eyes. “Why aren't you the one to pursue me?” I've never experienced the feeling of being pampered and wooed, especially by someone I like. I'd also like to have a taste of romance while dating, okay? Benjamin's eyes flickered, and his thin lips curved into a devilish smile. In an impish tone, he teased, “So, you want me to pursue you, huh? He pinched her cheek indulgently. Slapping his hand away, Arissa admitted shyly, “Anyone would want that. I'm also a woman, okay? Why should I marry you when you didn't even pursue me? What if you were to say that I offered myself to you on a silver platter when we have a row in the future?” Benjamin raised an eyebrow. We aren't even married yet, but she's already worried about the times when we have a row in the future. “How would there be an opportunity to have a row if you don't marry me?” Arissa's lips pressed into a thin line. “I was referring to me offering myself to you!” At that, Benjamin snorted. “Did you?” Casting a glance at him, Arissa retorted in a whisper, “I did give birth to a few children for you!” Benjamin chortled. “Those are my children. How does that count?” Arissa was promptly left without a retort. Well, they're indeed his children. Again, Benjamin pinched her cheek. “If you want me to pursue you, go with me to register our marriage tomorrow!” Her heart hammering all the faster, Arissa gazed at the serious and domineering man. “Are you proposing to me?” she inquired softly. Narrowing his eyes a fraction, Benjamin pinned them on her. “I'm not proposing, but informing!” Arissa's lips twitched several times. Gah! He just won't allow me to bask in the romantic ambiance. No one acts so bullishly as him! What's the big deal about proposing? Is it going to humiliate him or something? When Benjamin glimpsed her cheeks that were puffed up indignantly, a flash of amusement flittered across his eyes. “Let's sleep. We've got to wake up early tomorrow!” He encircled her in his embrace with his arms locked around her. Arissa remained a touch morose. “What day is tomorrow?” Can I decline? “An auspicious day!” Benjamin answered. Arissa pondered for some time, but she couldn't figure out how it was auspicious. “You've checked the calendar?” “The day we get married is naturally an auspicious day!” Benjamin declared imperiously. At once, Arissa was struck dumb.

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