Hiding the Twins from Their Billionaire Father

Chapter 416

$31 159. A Stocky Snake

“Philip, are you angry with me?” Barbara’s voice was hoarse and thin.

Philip looked back. His shoulders moved slightly. “Angry? No. Why did you ask that?” Barbara looked down. “Sorry if you have a cowardly wife like me.”

Philip sat down hastily. His hand held her shoulder. “Don’t say that, Babe. Everyone has weaknesses or fears. You're afraid of blood, you’re afraid of pain. That's natural.”

“But you have no fear. | should be a worthy wife to you.” Seeing how Barbara peeked out from the shadows with her gloomy face, Philip let out a faint sigh. “Who says I’m fearless?” Barbara bowed her head deeper. “You even dared to jump from a plane. Is there anything scarier than that?”

“Of course there is. I’m afraid of losing you. Living without you by my side is much more terrifying than jumping out of a plane without a parachute.”

Barbara turned her eyes upwards again. Seeing Philip’s sincere smile,

her heart felt warm.

“You can’t live without me?” she whispered softly.

Philip smiled. “Your happiness is number one to me. Without it, there would be no other numbers. Everything stops at zero.” Barbara suddenly felt ashamed of herself. How could she give in to fear while Philip loved her with all his soul? “How about we just do it?” she said spontaneously.

Philip twitched an eyebrow. “Do what?”

“That,” Barbara emphasized her voice while turning her gaze away.

Philip pondered for a moment. “You changed your mind?”

“Actually, | don’t mind doing it now, as long as ... you promise me one

thing.”

“Promise you what?”

Barbara pursed her lips. “Don’t be brutal. Do it slowly. Give me a signal every time you want to move?”

Philip’s cheeks trembled from laughing. “That’s three things, Babe.”

Barbara’s eyebrows furrowed. She wondered why her husband could still joke at such a “critical” time.

“The point is, don’t hurt me. If | raise my hand, you have to hold back. the movement. That means I'm in pain.” While chewing his lips, Philip nodded. “Okay, | understand. But, are, you sure you want to do it now? I’m not forcing you.” “Actually, I’m curious and excited. But on the other side, I’m also scared.”

“You know why the pain arises? That’s because they didn’t do it according to procedure.”

“Procedure?”

Philip took Barbara’s hand, giving it a massage so she wouldn't tense up. “The key is to warm up enough and stay relaxed. Even if it hurts, it just feels like being bitten by an ant.

Barbara’s eyes widened. “I don’t want to imagine there’s an ant in there.”

Asmall laugh escaped Philip’s mouth. “Don’t imagine,” he whispered. A second later, he stroked Barbara’s head again. “So, you ready?”

Barbara took a deep breath and nodded. “What should | do?”

“Nothing. You just need to relax.”

Philip approached the strap of her robe. When he made it loose, Barbara’s heart pounded again. She had never been so open in front

of aman.

“Remember, Philip. Slowly.” Her vocal cords were pinched.

“| haven't even started yet, Babe.”.

Philip smiled amusedly. However, when he found the costume hidden under the robe, his pupils dilated. His blood swiftly rippled towards

the south. “Can | hold them?” He suddenly became nervous. Barbara blinked through the awkwardness. Glancing in another direction, she nodded.

When his fingers touched her, an electric shock shook every ce her body. Her hands clenched into fists, gripping onto anything could be gripped. Her lips opened slightly, letting out the air that been moving in her lungs wildly.

“Is this reaction normal?” she thought.

“Relax, Barbara,” Philip breathed, falling to suppress a smile. He had never touched anything so soft. His enthusiasm exploded in his chest.

Meanwhile, Barbara blinked, absorbing the tingling sensation in her body. She tried not to show tension. However, the quieter it was, the faster her heart pounded.

“Do | just need to stay still? There’s nothing | need to do?”

“You want to move?”

Barbara nodded stiffly. “I feel awkward if | don’t do anything. | feel like a doll that someone is playing with.” Philip smiled faintly. “Then you can help me with this.”

He pulled her right hand under the blanket. When he put “himself” in her grasp, the girl spontaneously widened her eyes and withdrew her hand.

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Philip’s brows furrowed. “Teasing you?”

“Don't tell me you keep a snake under the blanket. You know I’m afraid of snakes. What if it bites me?” “Snake?” Philip's eyebrows rose.

Barbara nodded with a horrified look. “What | was holding looked like

a snake.”

Philip’s laughter shook the air. “Why would | bring a snake on our wedding night? It’s not a snake.” “But it feels like a long piece of animal meat. | think it’s a cobra.”

Philip’s amusement became increasingly intense. “The cobra’s head is flat, Babe. Why do you equate it with a cobra? It’s not flat.”

“Then, is that another type of snake? What kind of snake is stocky but can still stand?”

Philip now leaned to the side. His hands started to hold his stomach.

His amusement was too much.

“That’s not a snake. That’s a part of me.”

“Is it true?”

Curious, Barbara took the blanket. Seeing what greeted her, she gasped. Her cheeks immediately turned red.

“Is that what you're going to use?”

While wiping tears, Philip nodded. “Yes. Now you believe that it’s not a snake?”

Barbara’s eyes twitched. She didn’t know where to look. “I didn’t know men’s tails felt like that.” Her hands subconsciously

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While catching his breath, Philip tried to suppress his amusement. He could laugh all night if he kept up with his wife’s silliness. “Okay, this is indeed my tail. So, are you still afraid now? It doesn’t look dangerous, right?”

Barbara pursed her lips. “I just got more worried. It was bigger than carrot, maybe the size of a cucumber. How could it possibly get without hurting me?”

“We're not learning the names of vegetables, Babe. How about you try it yourself? You'll find out that this is different from cucumber.”

Philip leaned closer to Barbara. Feeling Philip's warmth surround her body, her nerves tensed again. “Is it elastic? Can it shrink, adapt to the space it occupies?”

“You think it’s a liquid?” Philip whispered amusedly. But this time, his hands also moved. His lips occasionally stole the chance to touch

her soft skin.

“So, what's your decision? Do you want to postpone it or do it?”

Barbara exhaled slowly. Her focus was mostly taken up by Philip's hand which had wandered south. “It feels like being bitten by an ant, right?”

“Yeah, it feels like... this.”

Barbara gasped. Her hand spontaneously grabbed Philip’s arm. “You forgot to give the signal!”

“| thought you already knew.”

Philip fiddled with his fingers. Barbara gasped again. Her eyes closed for a moment. However, as soon as she raised her eyelids, her brows furrowed deeply.

“| said give me a signal!” she scolded softly. “Do | have to explain every step?” “Yes!” Philip smiled faintly. “Okay. I’m going to lay you down, exploring every inch of your body, then slowly, I’m going to-” “It doesn’t need to be all of it. Just explain what’s related to 1. Philip blinked in confusion. “Are you sure you want me to ex detail? Doesn't it seem strange?” Barbara looked at Philip with her mouth slightly agape. She didn’t realize that her face was already very red.

“It only makes you even more nervous, Babe,” Philip said before Barbara could speak. “Why don’t you just shut up and pay attention? Raise your hand if you feel uncomfortable.”

Barbara considered it for a moment. “Okay.” Philip smiled a little. Without further ado, he pampered Barbara. His stocky snake couldn’t wait to get into the nest.