Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down
Chapter 59 Will the Angel Ease the Demon’s Desire First?

Winona opened the door all of a sudden but saw a black cat darting out. It reached out its claws and lunged at her face. If she hadn't ducked in time, her face might have been scratched. "That's weird. Why is there a cat in here? Is it Matt's pet?"

But Matt didn't seem like a man who would favor pets. He only brought the snow wolf to her for fun. But when he was alone with it, he would even kick it away. Therefore, whenever Raunchie met him, it would hide under the sofa.

Shen then closed the door and turned to leave. But the sense that someone was watching from behind made her nervous. She looked back all of a sudden, yet nothing was unusual. Winona told herself that she was too nervous to think normally. Also, her illusion might be caused by the lack of sleep, so she decided not to let Matt have sex with her for too long every time.

As she went downstairs, a small figure appeared in the window of the door, glaring at Winona viciously until she disappeared.

Matt had already returned, followed by Felix, who had a food container in hand.

"All right. You can get your ass out of here now."

Felix's mouth twitched, thinking to himself, "Matt, are you serious about asking me to bring you breakfast by air early in the morning?"

"Matt, I didn't eat, either."

"Screw you!"

Felix left gloomily. Matt was so impersonal to others and only left his kindness to Winona.

He then boarded the helicopter. When he was about to start, he heard some noise from behind, but he found nothing when he turned back. He then shook his head and whispered, "Did I have an illusion because I'm starving?"

Winona looked at the dishes on the table, most of which were her favorite. She was touched by his thoughtful manners.

"What are you doing? Come and eat."

"Eat more. Can't you see how thin you are?"

"Drink more milk. I'll have to watch you drink it every day."

He was like a nagging woman and caused her to laugh, "Matt, do you know you are just as annoying as my mother?"

She seemed to recall something when she asked, and then she nibbled the bread silently.

"Silly girl! Haven't you heard before that a man should raise his wife like his daughter? In this way, he will be experienced when raising his real daughter." "You like girls?"

"Yeah, it would be best if she looked just like you."

She giggled. "What if it was a boy?"

"Then I will throw him in the troops to get him trained!"

Winona's face reddened immediately, "Did I ever mention anything about delivering your babies?"

He glanced at her belly and said, "I'm afraid you are with it already."

"That's nonsense! So fast?"

He smiled evilly, "Honey, are you blaming me for not working hard enough? If so, I'm glad to fuck you three times a day."

"Bah! Just eat your breakfast."

Her face was burning, but she lay her hand on her abdomen involuntarily. Someday, she would have a baby here and give birth to their love fruit. Even just a thought made her feel happy. After breakfast, Matt took her hand to walk around every corner of the villa, "If you don't like decoration here, we can do it your way."

The whole villa was low-key and luxurious, but the color was cool, making people feel isolated and dreary.

"I want to change all the curtains and add a recliner in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. I can lie on it and bask in the sun."

"Sounds good. Basking in the sun and doing what we favor the most..."

"Bah! That's what you like!"

He smiled and clasped her waist, his hands stroking her butts, "Don't you like it? Are you questioning my skills?"

She stood stiff immediately. Given her lesson this morning, she knew she could never question him about that, so she put on a smiling face and flattered, "Honey, you are the best!"

He leaned her against the wall, "If I'm that good, let's do it again."

Winona was speechless and told him she wasn't feeling well. Finally, he gave up.

"My coquette, you are like my aphrodisiac and make me hooked."

He hugged her tightly and rubbed her neck with his chin. "I want to hold our wedding this month and tell the nation that you are my girl."

"I'm already yours, okay? We've got our marriage license and had sex. As for the wedding ceremony, I don't really care about it."

In fact, every girl had imagined a prosperous wedding inwardly, but Matt was always busy. Besides, they had lived together for so long and had gotten used to the way they were together. Therefore, Winona didn't expect too much for the wedding.

"Duplicitous thing. I said I would give you a grand wedding."

He took her hand and went toward the outside, "Robert Bale will send me pictures of the best diamond ring designs this year. Just let me know if you favor any of it, then I'll tell him to make it soon."

Winona couldn't help opening her mouth in shock, "Robert Bale, are you saying the master designer who only designs for royalty? But I heard that he is a weirdo and only makes one ring each year. He would refuse even if the royal ones ask for favors."

"Huh! That depends on who he is facing. Your husband got the most handsome face in the world. He won't dare refuse me!"

Winona didn't buy him, asking, "Honey, just tell me why he would take your order, please."

"Because I saved his life."

In that case, she was interested, "I'd like to design the rings, the jewelry, and the wedding dress on my own."

His eyes were shining, "Dr. Winston, I didn't expect you to be so versatile."

Designing was her habit to vent her pressure. She was kind of self-taught.

Winona spent the whole afternoon in the study, staring closely at the computer screen and trying to draw the style she wanted with software.

While Matt sat beside her silently, bringing her a glass of lemon tea or messaging her shoulders occasionally.

"It's done!"

He turned his head and looked at the diamond rings she had designed. The two rings were almost the same in style, with melee diamonds around them. The only difference was that a little demon was on his ring while a little angel was on hers. Inside the rings were their names.

"Humph! You think I'm the demon."

She looked up at him, "Yeah, that's why you need an angel to redeem you. And by saying angel, I mean me."

"I can't deny it. Well, my angel, I'm in great torture right now. Would you like to ease my desire first?"

He bowed his head and kissed her on her lips, his hands sliding their ways from her thighs towards the bottom of her skirt.

However, his phone rang all of a sudden, interrupting their intimacy and desire.

"Damn it!"

Matt was supposed to throw his phone away, but the familiar number stopped him. He then went to the balcony to answer it. After he answered it, his face was gloomy, and his gaze turned sharp and vicious.