Chapter 792 If You Want To Leech, Leech On Your Future Wife

• Morgan Dixon smirked devilishly, positioning himself between her legs and wrapping them around his waist. He chuckled and said, "Yes, I am your lunatic."
• His smile was genuine and pure. She lowered her head as he touched his nose against hers, gently caressing it. They looked so affectionate, it made Chloe Tillman forget her shyness and become infatuated.
• Morgan Dixon didn't tease this little fool, but instead squeezed toothpaste onto her toothbrush and handed it to her. He asked, "Do you want me to help you? Or will you do it yourself?"