Dear Baby George

Rachel had locked the door when she left the guest room. She must have known that George was dissatisfied, so she used this method to send Sigrid back to the master bedroom to sleep. Sigrid got under the blanket. When she was about to close her eyes and take a rest, the blanket on her body was gently lifted. The next second, she fell into a familiar embrace, and a hot kiss fell on her, one after another. Sigrid was stiff all over. She opened her eyes and saw him enthusiastically kiss her neck. Thinking of the hickeys on herself, she was a little angry and said, "Wait, let's have a good talk." George stopped and raised his head to see her frowning, as if she was very unhappy. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is it something you can't talk about later?" "We have to talk about it now!" She blushed and tried to make a serious expression. "I was so embarrassed just now when Rachel saw the hickeys on my body... You have to restrain yourself!" George frowned. "Do you still want to take a ba