adbindia Chapter 976 - 941: The Long Road of Pursuing a Wife (Part 2)
Chapter 976 - 941: The Long Road of Pursuing a Wife (Part 2)
"You like me? Let’s see how much you really like me!"
Curly looked at George like that, pursed his lips, grabbed George’s wrist, and pinned him on the table.
Boys mature late, even though George is a bit older than Curly, he’s about the same height.
George was clearly startled by Curly’s sudden move and was momentarily caught off guard. Just as George started to muster a bit of resistance, Curly had already pinned him down with one hand and started reaching into George’s shirt with the other.
"What are you doing?"
"Heh... Don’t you like me?" Curly mimicked the bully from Leanne Andrews’ melodramatic romance series, teasing George.
In those dramas, the innocent woman teased by the bully always acts as if it’s the end of the world. Curly only hoped that by teasing George like this, he’d stop pestering her.
"Hey, your skin is so smooth."
George’s face was so red you could pinch blood from it, and he quickly gave up resisting, standing there stiffly while Curly teased him.
Curly leaned in close to George’s ear, laughing softly, "Now tell me, why are you staying at our house? What’s your scheme?"
The two were so close that when George blinked, his long, thick eyelashes brushed against Curly’s face.
George took a deep breath, quickly turned his flushed face away, and replied in a low voice, "My grandpa is sick. My parents have to take care of him at the hospital, so they don’t have the energy to look after me. That’s why they let me stay at your house."
Actually, Aria Harris suggested George stay at his aunt’s house, but George couldn’t pass up this once-in-a-lifetime chance to get close to Curly and insisted on staying with the Johnson Family.
"Really?"
"Really."
George’s ears turned beet red, and Curly noticed George’s body trembling slightly before his pants started to show something bulging.
"George, your little bird got hard."
George: ...
"Come on, show me your little bird." Curly had only seen the comic version of a little bird and hadn’t seen the real thing yet.
"No!"
"Why not let me see it?"
"The little bird is only for my wife to see, and you don’t want to be my wife."
"..."
"If you become my wife, I’ll show it to you."
"Hmph, I won’t be your wife, yet I still want to see it!"
"Not showing!"
George probably felt very embarrassed, gave Curly a push but didn’t manage to push her away. George pushed harder, but Curly fought back, and the two of them were shoving each other.
When George was once again pinned to the ground, he took a deep breath and looked up at Curly with the expression of a pitiful flower being ravaged.
"Don’t pull my pants down!"
"I just want a look. It won’t harm anything, you stingy thing."
Curly’s grappling was taught by Adrian Desmond himself, so George naturally couldn’t overpower Curly and was bullied by her.
"Hey? Why does it grow longer when I touch it?"
"..."
"What’s this stick for?"
"..."
"You’re different from Curly. Curly doesn’t have this... Your little bird looks nice, it’s pink. What’s this? Balls?"
Curly squeezed the balls hard, causing the redness on George’s face to fade, and he gasped lightly, "Curly, don’t squeeze, it hurts."
"You’re so delicate, I just gave it a light squeeze and it hurt."
Curly started unbuttoning George’s shirt again, and George’s face reddened once more, but he didn’t resist, just kept his eyes tightly shut.
"That area is very sensitive and can’t be touched. Don’t touch it, I feel uncomfortable," George whispered, his face still flushed.
"George, you’re so stingy. You have something fun but won’t let me touch it! Hmph! How are we supposed to play together in the future?"
"Well, okay, you can touch it."
When Adrian came looking for his daughter, he stumbled upon the scene of his daughter "bullying" George and was so shocked his jaw almost dropped.
Realizing what was happening, he quickly closed the door. If this got out, his precious daughter’s reputation would be ruined.
"What are you two doing?"
"Dad, I’m playing with his little bird. His little bird is fun, it can grow bigger and longer. Dad, can your little bird do that?"
Adrian: ...
"George, put your shirt on!" Adrian shouted.
"Curly won’t let me put it on."
"Put it on!"
George, who looked like a lobster boiled red, noticed Curly wasn’t holding him down anymore and quickly put on his shirt, but in his rush, he mismatched the buttons.
He looked like a flower that had been trampled.
Adrian glanced at his daughter, then at George, and sighed deeply. He had advised Sienna Johnson before not to teach Curly about physiology too soon, but Sienna thought she was being clever.
Now see what happened, kids are naturally curious, so Curly just jumped right in.
Fortunately, he was the one who saw this. If Owen Hunter and the others found out, wouldn’t they demand marriage?
"Dad, what’s wrong?"
Adrian looked at his daughter with a headache, understanding that kids don’t comprehend anything. He couldn’t apply adult’s sordid thoughts to their actions.
"Curly, didn’t your mom tell you that areas covered by clothes can’t be touched? Your clothes cover certain areas, so do George’s, and they shouldn’t be touched."
"George likes me to touch them."
"..."
"George, tell my dad if you like me touching your little bird." Curly turned to George, her gaze with an evident threat.
What else could George say? He nodded in agreement, "I like it."
Adrian: ...
"Dad, you heard him, he lets me touch it."
"Even if he lets you, you can’t touch it."
"Why?" Curly asked with curious, innocent eyes, making Adrian unsure how to respond.
"Because if you touch it, you’re at a disadvantage."