The Innocent Wife of Scheming President
Chapter 306 Burning Incense and Worshipping the Gods

Tucking her in and leaving a small lamp on the bedside table, Olive lightly closed the door.

"How about Annie's sleep at night? " He asked.

Olive answered, "Except for grinding her teeth sometimes, she basically can have a good and sound sleep all night long.”

There was no need for parents to worry about her eating meals and sleeping. Alan laughed in his heart and thought that his baby was so well behaved that he could sleep with his woman all night without caring for her.

Coming out of the bathroom after the shower, Olive took a towel, drying her hair, then got into bed and lay in the arms of her husband.

"Do you think I'll live here or over there after getting the marriage license tomorrow? " She couldn't bear to leave home yet and didn't want her parents to be alone afterward.

"You can live wherever you want, and I'll be wherever you are anyway. When we get our marriage license tomorrow, we can sleep together legitimately.” Where there was her, where there was warmth, and that place could be called home.

Olive turned sideways and wrapped her arms around his waist, "Honey, thank you!"

Now she called the word more naturally than before when she always felt so awkward to say so. "Let's sleep now, and I'll let you off the hook today, or it'll be a disaster if you don't have the strength to get up tomorrow and go to get the marriage license.”

Olive swung a fist at his chest, "Stop it!"

His joke was also full of sincerity. He had been longing for this day long ago, and he didn't want any emergency to destroy such an important day.

"Honey, after a while, when the weather gets warmer, we'll take the wedding photos.”

"OK!" He had made all the arrangements, so naturally, she had no problem with it.

"After I've finished some of the matters at hand, I'll give you a grand wedding that will make all those people who once belittled you and bullied you jealous and admire you."

"You're so childish, Mr. Hoyle.” Olive held his face and laughed; after so much, she already didn't care about those gossips. Others’ thoughts of her didn't make too much sense, and as long as she knew that she would have a good life, that's enough.

Alan held her face as well and rubbed it in his palm, "I just like to do childish things for you, so what?"

Of course, she couldn't do anything about it, not wanting to refuse his good intentions, so she didn't object. She just needed to follow his pace and walk forward together.

She had said that she wanted to sleep, but he had so many questions. As she just squinted her eyes, he suddenly asked, "Honey, where do you want to go on your honeymoon? *

It was a question she hadn't had time to think about, "I don't know, so where do you want to go?" "I don't care, and I'll be with you no matter where you go on my honeymoon anyway. Tell me if there's anywhere, in particular, you'd like to go, home or abroad.”

Olive laughed and asked, "I want to go to Mars, OK? "

"I'd like to take you for a look, but there's not a single friend on it. We two will be too lonely on it. * "But we could just tell everyone we've come back from a ride on Mars, and how awesome would that be! Mars, this is a place that not everyone could get on.”

Her vividly quirky expression, coupled with her rich tone of voice, almost made him laugh, "You funny girl.”

Olive held a hand under her face, "Will you still call me girl when I'm old?"

"I'll call you my old woman, but you'll always be my little girl.”

"That means I will be an old girl then.”

Alan kissed her forehead, and she curled her hand around his chest and closed her eyes, "Honey, I'm sleepy.”

"Me too, let's sleep.”

Naturally, they had a good night's sleep.

In the morning, Alan felt an itch in his nose while half asleep. He stretched his hand and rubbed it, squinting to see the woman in his arms sleeping sweetly. Seeing that it's still early, he decided to continue his sleep.

But this time, there was an itch on his face, feeling like something was crawling over it.

Before, Olive liked to tickle his skin with her long hair. So he thought that it was still a prank she played with him early in the morning, but he then noticed that she hadn't even moved from her sleeping position.

Hey, sleep, it's so nice to sleep with the woman I love in my arms! Alan turned on his side and faced Olive.

Not long after, the itch crawled up to his neck.

Alan then opened his eyes and quickly grabbed the “criminal” hiding under the bed, and then tightly held this “criminal” to his chest.

"So it's you little thing that's messing with me."

Olive woke up to the sound of a playful noise in her ear and opened her misty eyes. Annie's smiling face was facing her, "Good morning, Mommy."

"Good morning, baby." Obviously, she hadn't woken up yet.

Alan carried Annie out of bed, then back to the cover, and said to the motionless woman on the bed, "You can just sleep some more, and I'll call you when breakfast is ready."

"Hmm." Olive responded with a faint response and fell back asleep.

Alan and Annie dressed up and went downstairs, Alan turned on the TV and put the remote control on the table, "Baby, you will watch TV first, and daddy will make you breakfast."

"Uncle, I want to eat ham omelette."

Alan frowned, this little guy still refused to call him daddy. Yesterday in kindergarten, she obviously so cherished him to make lunchboxes.

"Baby, you have to call me daddy."

"Olive hasn't married you yet." Annie had already been thinking in her little head. What kind of nice nickname should she give to this uncle when her mother married him? She couldn't really think of it yet.

Alan didn't know what she was thinking, so he just smiled, "Your mommy will marry me after breakfast later, so, baby, hurry up and call me daddy."

"So... There's a wedding today? " Annie asked suddenly.

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