Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife-Chapter 153 - 152: Sucking the Blood Droplets from His Hand

Seeing the teasing glint in Bella’s eyes, Archer Quinn helplessly explained, "I didn’t want to come either; my childhood friend insisted on dragging me here. How about you? Who did you come with?"

"It was Ms. Cheney and Ms. Flynn. They both drew the Joker card, but I ended up with a civilian card." Bella pouted, "I originally drew the Joker card too, but missed it."

Archer Quinn, who was able to get the Joker directly, obviously knew there was some manipulation involved. Seeing her regretful expression, he couldn’t help but laugh, "How did you miss the Joker card after drawing it?"

"Someone bumped into me. My hand slipped and grabbed the card next to it." Bella grimaced but soon smiled again, "I was worried sick about being found out by others earlier, but luckily I ran into Senior Quinn, so I’m fine now."

"You, with your guts, dared to play without knowing the rules." Archer Quinn untied the scarf from his neck and wrapped it around Bella’s, "Are you cold? Let me warm your hands."

"No...no need."

It was indeed cold, but letting a man warm up a woman’s hands somehow felt inappropriate. Bella shyly pulled her hand back.

Archer himself was taken aback. He noticed her cheeks and hands were getting reddish from the cold and instinctively thought of helping warm them up. Although he didn’t give it much thought, it turned out to be a bit ambiguous.

Bella didn’t sense anything ambiguous; she simply felt it was inconvenient to trouble Senior Quinn. She blew into her hands and rubbed them, saying, "Ms. Flynn told me I would surely get the Joker card. Who would have known an accident would happen halfway? Senior Quinn, you have no idea. Earlier, I heard those guests talking about the demands made last year by those holding the Joker cards, which almost scared the life out of me. Such outrageous demands, I would never agree to them."

"The guests here are seeking excitement, and the party’s theme is a singles party, so they don’t hold back," Archer said, deliberately sighing, joking, "But had I known earlier that Bella would dress so cutely, I wouldn’t have said what I did."

"What did you say earlier?" Bella asked, confused, blinking at him, clearly not catching on.

"Promising not to make any demands," Archer seemed regretful.

"Ah?" Bella nervously widened her eyes, "Senior Quinn, a gentleman never goes back on his words, you absolutely can’t go back on it!" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

"Hahaha, just teasing you. Look at how scared you are." Archer Quinn laughed, reached out, and ruffled her hair.

"Hey, don’t ruffle, there’s..."

"Ouch!" Bella hadn’t finished her sentence when Archer Quinn was pricked by the clip on her head.

"Senior Quinn, quickly let me see if it’s bleeding." Bella grabbed Archer Quinn’s hand and found his index finger with two long scratches, blood slightly oozing out.

Archer Quinn reassured, "It’s just a little prick, it’s fine, don’t worry."

"That’s not okay," Bella shook her head, "I’ve seen those clips, they’re rusty. If you don’t disinfect, it could get infected. Senior Quinn, bear with me."

Before her words ended, Archer suddenly felt his finger enveloped in warmth.

He lowered his head, dazedly watching Bella suck the blood beads from his finger, then spit them out and draw them in again. For a moment, his whole body stiffened, forgetting what to do.