Septuplet And Their Super Daddy

Chapter 33 Don't Come Here, Catherine

Looking at the seductive movement of Catherine, especially the pair of snow-white long legs that made him unable to open his eyes, blue veins stood out on Michael's forehead.

Catherine.

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Please don't come over!

Looking at the dizzy pair of legs, Michael tried his best to keep himself calm.

It was already 40 seconds!

However, as the woman kept approaching, a faint body fragrance mixed with the smell of lavender shower was getting floated into the tip of his nose.

This smell was simply a naked blow to him.

With his eyes slightly raised, Michael looked at Catherine, who was walking towards him, and saw her wet hair scattering on her snow-white shoulder.

There were also a few scattered ones that went deep into the tempting depths.

F*ck you!

Michael's heart was filled with bitterness.

This damn male hormones actually had an attack at this time.

Seeing that Michael was unmoved, the look on Catherine's face became more and more curious. She bent slightly and leaned her head closer to Michael.

Her big, watery eyes were blinking as she stared at Michael.

Michael cried out in his heart.

It's one thing for a child to be so cute, but you're so cute and charming. What's wrong with you?

It was already 52 seconds!

‘Hold on, hold on!’

‘It's been almost a minute.’

Michael cheered himself up in his heart and kept telling himself that if he held on for a few more seconds, he would have achieved today's little goal.

Fifty-three seconds!

Catherine came to Michael's head.

Fifty-four seconds!

Catherine bent her body slightly again.

Fifty-five seconds!

Catherine's beautiful brows furrowed slightly.

Fifty-six seconds!

Catherine's delicate nose wrinkled slightly.

Fifty-seven seconds!

Catherine opened her mouth and asked, "Michael, what's wrong with you? Are you all right?"

Fifty-eight seconds!

There was still one last second left!

However, at this moment, Michael really felt that his clothes were once again soaked in sweat, and his forehead was also covered with beads of sweat.

Catherine looked at Michael and found that his body was steaming hot and he was still in this position. His body was already wet with sweat, and there was finally a trace of panic in his eyes.

But this time, he didn't wait for her to speak.

Michael, on the other hand, threw himself at her.

In the blink of an eye, one minute had finally passed.

‘God, I did it!’

‘You're such a thief. How dare you toy with me?’

‘Fortunately, I'm determined and unmoved.’

"Ah..."

A soft cry of surprise came from Catherine, who was pressed under him.

Michael was stunned for a moment. He felt that he had grasped something soft.

He couldn't help pinching her.

Catherine was so soft.

There was still a tendency that he couldn't hold on to it.

Bang!

The next moment, Michael's brain exploded. He seemed to have realized what it was.

When he looked down slightly, he saw that his hands were placed in the place that women were most proud of.

'This damn pair of hands that have nowhere to place!'

She was pressed under the man in front of her, especially when she had just washed up. Her body was wet, and the heat of the man's body made her dizzy.

Michael's handsome figure was right in front of her, and his mouth was still gasping heavy hot air at her.

There was a strange feeling coming from somewhere on her body, which made her whole body tremble.

Swoosh.

Catherine's pretty face turned red.

"Er... Well, sorry, sorry, I didn't do it on purpose."

Michael hurriedly got up. Although the two of them separated in an instant, he could still clearly feel the huge soft touch.