All Chapters of His Dad Calls Me Baby: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Roy Shen watched Alexander Knight's figure disappear quickly into the depths of the corridor, his brows furrowing in confusion.But his attention soon returned to me."Is Mr. Knight alright? He didn't look too good."I tore my gaze away from Alexander's retreating back and curved my lips into a faint smile for Roy."Him?""He's fine. Probably just exhausted.""Shall we go inside too?"The guest hall was warm and cozy.Wrapped in a blanket, I held a rough porcelain bowl and sipped the boiling ginger soup in small sips.The spicy warmth burned down my throat, chasing away the chill deep in my bones.My wet hair clung to my neck, a mix of dishevelment and vulnerability.Roy sat across from me, his brows still furrowed."Lisa, that was incredibly reckless."He paused, looking at my pale face, then softened his tone."Even professional rescue teams would hesitate in those conditions. How could you dare...""But I'

The sky outside stayed dim.The mountain temple was wrapped in a pale blue mist.Alexander Knight's internal clock was carved into his bones.He opened his eyes at five sharp.Warm, soft curves pressed against his chest.I curled up, my even breath brushing his neck.His gaze traced the smooth line of my spine downwards.Past the faint love bites he'd left the night before.Suddenly, he froze.His eyes locked onto a pale pink scar, an inch long, just below my shoulder blade.The stitch marks were still visible, slightly raised.Fresh.Last night, lost in the haze of candlelight and desire, he'd missed it entirely.A sharp ache burned in his chest.I nuzzled his torso, moaning softly in my sleep, and wrapped my leg around his waist.Alexander's eyes darkened.He tightened his arm, rolling to pin me beneath him.His lips pressed to my scar, then my forehead, my nose, finally capturing my parted mouth.

"What are you two chatting about so intently?"Roy returned from his call, pulling out a chair and sitting down with his usual bright smile.He only saw Alexander turned slightly toward me, the two of us sitting close together as if whispering quietly.I was bowing my head, sipping congee slowly with my eyelashes lowered.He sensed an unusual vibe between us, like invisible sparks crackling in the air.Alexander sat upright, lifting his teacup to regain his poised, stoic demeanor."Nothing important. Just some follow-up work details."Roy nodded, not asking more, but his smile faded a little, tinged with apology."Lisa, Mr. Knight," he said, his tone hurried."I just got a call. Something urgent came up in Hong Kong that needs my immediate attention."He looked at me, speaking faster."So my original schedule has to be moved up. I'm flying back to Hong Kong from Chengdu this afternoon, and I have to head down the mountain soon."

I held my phone up, the camera accidentally panning past the car.It caught the girl walking away dejectedly, and Alexander pinching out his cigarette butt, tilting his chin in her direction.The distance made his words inaudible.I watched his lips move.Even from afar, the cold detachment in his posture cut through the air.The girl holding the phone froze, her smile fading into an awkward grimace as she quickly pulled her hand back.Her friends let out quiet hisses, clearly embarrassed.I put my phone away and strolled back slowly.Alexander had already opened the car door, waiting for me.The girls glanced between me and Alexander, realization dawning.They hurried off, pulling each other along.I bent down to get in the car.Alexander closed my door gently before circling back to the driver's seat.The engine roared to life, a deep, throaty rumble."What were you talking about?" I asked."You scared that

True to his word, Alexander Knight explored the line between "appetizer" and "main course" with meticulous curiosity.He seemed to possess endless stamina—probing, confirming, over and over again.I tried to escape more than once, only to be pulled back into his arms effortlessly.From the hot spring to the bedroom, I'd lost count of how many times he'd broken his promise of "one last time."My voice was hoarse from crying, my nails digging into his back as I cursed him a liar.The sheets were a tangled, damp mess beneath us.Alexander was relentless, his large body pinning me into the mattress as he drove into me with a slow, heavy deliberation that made my toes curl.Every time he thrust deep, hitting that sensitive spot he had mapped out so perfectly, a white-hot spark of pleasure would explode behind my eyelids.His skin was slick with sweat, sliding against mine with a visceral, wet sound that filled the quiet room.At the heig