Chapter 8: Good Stamina

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Alice smiled mysteriously, and Claude somehow felt a little guilty.

Alice looked at Claude, who was sweating profusely. Thinking of the voices she had just overheard, her smile became even more telling.

“Grandma?” Claude was a little puzzled.

Alice patted his arm and said, “Grandma knows you’re hot-blooded, but you have to learn to control yourself. Control yourself, understand?”

Upon hearing this, Claude was even more puzzled and looked at her with bewilderment.

When she saw his expression, Alice thought that he was upset and rolled her eyes at him again.

“Grandma has been through this before. But you have to spare some thought for Laurie’s body. She’s so thin. She won’t be able to withstand your torture. You two are still young. You still have a long way to go, do you understand?”

When he recalled Laura’s waist which was so slender that one arm could wrap around it and her delicate demeanor, Claude subconsciously nodded.

“Alright. Go back and sleep.”

As she looked at her somewhat dull grandson, Alice felt a little helpless. Fortunately, Claude was not that dumb.

Now that she thought about it, who could just look at a great beauty like Laurie and not touch her?

Claude was pushed back to his room in a totally perplexed state. At this time, Laurie had already straightened her nightgown and was lying on her side on the bed.

Claude carefully lay on the other side after looking at her somewhat helplessly.

“Women are so troublesome. They’re too delicate,” he thought to himself.

However, when he smelled the alcohol-based medicinal liquid mixed with Laurie’s body fragrance, he felt very at ease and quickly fell asleep.

When she heard the breathing of that person next to her gradually become even, Laurie was a little speechless.

As she recalled Claude’s series of gripping actions, an idea suddenly popped into Laurie’s head.

“This man won’t commit domestic violence in the future, will he?”

Laurie quietly turned around and looked at Claude’s broad shoulders and the muscles on his arms. Then she thought of his gentle application of medicine just now…

This man seemed to be very gentle too. He wouldn’t be prone to domestic violence, would he?

Unknowingly, as she listened to Claude’s even breathing, Laurie also fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Claude was woken up by a nightmare.

In the dream, he was ambushed from behind by the enemy and the other party strangled his neck vehemently. No matter how hard he tried to break free, he simply could not break free.

He wanted to call out to his comrades, but he realized that he could not make a sound at all.

Just as he was about to forcefully break the other party’s fingers, he heard a soft moan and smelled the unique fragrance of a woman.

Claude suddenly opened his eyes and saw that Laurie had one leg on his stomach and her arm was tightly wrapped around his neck.

When she sensed that the person next to her was moving, Laurie snorted with displeasure and rubbed her head against his neck.

Suddenly, a warm current rushed straight to Claude’s lower abdomen, and then a small tent rose up on his lower body…

Whoosh! Claude sprang up from the bed and rushed to the bathroom.

After she was woken up by his series of actions, Laurie looked at the bathroom blankly.

She lowered her head and saw that her clothes were a little disheveled. Her nightgown had unknowingly rolled up to her stomach level, revealing her white underwear.

Laurie’s whole face blushed and found herself lying on Claude’s side of the bed. She guessed that she had lapsed into her bad habit of sleeping in a haphazard manner.

While Claude was showering, she quickly changed her clothes and rushed out of the room with one hand holding onto her aching back.

“You’re up so early?” Alice looked lovingly at Laura, who was holding her back, and her smile became more and more amiable.

“Why didn’t you sleep for a while longer? This kid didn’t also make you wake up at 5:30 am like he used to do in the army, did he?”

Laurie did not expect Claude’s grandmother to be in the living room at all. She was at a loss for a while.

“My toothbrush is next door. I’ll go brush my teeth first.” She quickly found an excuse to slip away.

As she looked at Laurie’s back profile, Alice shook her head. “Indeed, young people have better stamina.”

At this moment, the bedroom door was opened again. Claude had already washed up.

“It’s not that I want to criticize you, but you’re used to getting up early when you were in the army. But surely a young girl like Laurie shouldn’t have to undergo military training like you too?”

Alice knocked her grandson’s chest in annoyance. “You tortured her the whole night and didn’t even let her sleep well?”

Claude looked utterly helpless. He was the one who was woken up by that woman. Why was everyone blaming him now?