Chapter 1202

Chapter 1202 Cody blinked. The group of people crouched around the sofa, holding their breath and quietly waiting. They also discussed who the little one would call first. Cody's grandpa, grandma, mom, and uncle were all expecting to be called first, arguing. Only Kingsley didn't care about it. He was wearing a dark blue shirt, which accentuated his elegance and charm. He slightly rolled up his sleeves, looking relaxed. He crossed his long, straight legs as he tapped on his knees with a strong air of confidence. He believed that he was Cody's favorite person in the whole family. Every night before going to bed, he kissed the little one's tender cheeks, taught him to say "dad", and then said good night to him. The first word his son learned was sure to be "dad". Under the gaze of expectation from everyone, Cody finally said in a childish voice, "Bingo!" Immediately, the villa fell silent. It was so quiet that the sound of a pin falling to the ground could be heard clearly. Kingsley was stunned. His face froze as he rubbed his forehead with his long fingers. However, Cathy sniffed danger. Her intuition was right. Kingsley announced, "From now on, you're not allowed to go to the bingo hall." Cathy had never thought that the good news would end her career of playing bingo. Of course, that was not the only consequence of the incident. Cody would have to have a lesson every night. The tall man stood upright with his hands on the stroller, saying, "Dad." The little boy wasn't listening. He kicked his short legs vigorously and blew bubbles while playing with toys. Sherman knew he suffered a blow today, trying hard to keep a straight face. "You're too serious. He's too young. When he's a little older, he'll naturally call you Dad." Kingsley curved his thin lips into a tender smile, continuing, "Dad..." Sherman was speechless. Cody didn't disappoint his father, who persisted in teaching him. He called his father first, though it sounded more like "tat" than "dad". The man that was always calm could no longer hide his happiness. Kingsley sat on the sofa while Sherman held Cody and taught him to speak. "Moon!" The little one could walk now. He fidgeted, wiggling his butt as he said unhappily, "Mow!" Sherman continued patiently, "Cough." "Golf!" "Dog!" "Doll!" Sherman couldn't help laughing with amusement. It was fun listening to Cody speaking. Kingsley chuckled. He had never known raising a child was so enjoyable. Nightgown Sherman, Summer, and Grace went shopping. The other two stopped at a lingerie store, while Sherman was not interested. She didn't want to wait anymore and kept urging them. Grace pulled her. "Come on. Pick one." Sherman shook her head at the first sight of the sexy robe. Summer said, "It's important to add a savor to your sex life. Now that you're going to live with Kingsley for a long time, you should do something to keep things hot. Come on!" Eventually, under the encouragement of her friends, Sherman bought a red semi-sheer nightgown. She read a magazine about sex that night. It said that a woman was more likely to ignite a man's desire with unconscious actions. Even if shy, women should gather the courage to try it. Perhaps there would be a surprise. After hesitating for a long while, Sherman went to the bathroom, changing into the nightgown with embarrassment. While she was dithering whether to get out, the door of the bathroom was pushed open. Kingsley walked in. She flushed in panic, not knowing where to hide. However, it was already too late. The man stood still without making a sound. A tide of awkwardness surged through her. Sherman's face was burning. Finally, she couldn't resist saying, "Don't look at me!" Kingsley ignored it, pouncing on her. Sherman hurriedly pushed his shoulder. "I kid you not. I'm on my period." Kingsley answered, "Let me have a look." "Do you think I'm lying to you?" "Seeing is believing." Sherman could only take off her panties. Kingsley was so frustrated, pressing his forehead against hers and gently biting her small nose. "You did it on purpose, right?" "No. It's just a coincidence. Hurry up and get me the sanitary napkins." Sherman pushed his shoulder. He had pulled open his shirt, looking inviting. Kingsley walked out with resignation, his voice coming in through the door, "One for the day, and one for the night, which is it?" ... The second time she wore sexy lingerie, just at the most important moment, Cody got sick. They had no choice but to stop. The third time, Kingsley's subordinate called him. There was something wrong with a very important contract, which must be immediately dealt with. Kingsley let out a long sigh, put his shirt on, and gazed at her. "Why are things so difficult for me? I just want to see you in sexy underwear and have sex with you." Sherman was amused. "Three times are enough. It can't happen again. Otherwise, I'll be impotent..." He rubbed his painful brows, saying gently, "Next time I won't stop even if the sky is falling!" The fourth time, he finally did it. They had sex all night long in different places and ways. Sherman had a backache for two days and couldn't straighten it after that. Mary Had a Little Lamb Sherman downloaded a lot of nursery rhymes such as "Mary Had a Little Lamb", "Hickory Dickory Dock", and "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star". She intended to teach Cody to sing these songs, but he was not interested, complaining, "Mom, I don't like these songs." "Then what songs do you like?" Two-year-old Cody was so cute that people were easily attracted to him. He said in a tender voice, "Mom, I'll sing it to you. Listen. Ah-oh-ow-ah! Huh-yo-ow-ow. Wow-oh-ow!"