Chapter 8: Chapter 8

Pregnant For My Sister’s Vegetative CEO Husband

Chapter 8

How to make love with a vegetable man successfully?

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Elisa’s face was drenched in sweat, flushed with a rosy hue. It was her wedding night, and she was gasping for breath as she lay atop her vegetable husband.

Her wedding dress had long been stripped, and now, beneath the accentuation of the red lingerie, her skin looked incredibly sexy.

Elisa removed the man’s outer pants, and as she looked at the last remaining piece of his underwear, she hesitated.

Despite hearing friends describe the intimate affairs between men and women, she had never experienced it herself.

Even to this day, she remained a true virgin, having never even kissed a man.

Mrs. Fisher had really tasked her with the impossible mission!

She opened her phone and asked help online: “How can a virgin conceive a child with her vegetable husband in one night?”

Soon, she received enthusiastic responses from netizens, but upon reading their replies, Elisa’s flickering hope was instantly extinguished.

Most were making jokes, eager to hear Elisa’s sensational story, while a small portion told her it was impossible. Some rascals went as far as to say, ‘Give me your address barbie, I can help you conceive your husband’s child on your wedding night, you know, just beside him.”

Only the last comment appeared somewhat normal. Elisa clicked on it and read carefully. However, as she glanced at the vegetable man and then back at the instructions in the comment, she remained perplexed.

“You need to make it erect, perhaps use your mouth and your hands.”

Hands? Mouth?

Elisa hesitated again. She felt a man as dignified as Mr. Fisher must have a cleanliness obsession

She even doubted if he might chop off her hands when he woke up. A shiver ran down Elisa’s spine. Ultimately, she decided to use her own mouth, after all, he couldn’t chop off her mouth, could he?

Elisa marveled at her wit and slowly approached the man. She lowered her head and planted a kiss on Mr. Fisher’s lips…

Observing the continued lack of response from the lower part of the man’s body, Elisa gave up entirely. “I’ve used my mouth, why isn’t it working? Damn!”

Elisa kissed the man’s mouth a few more times, but the man still didn’t react at all. Elisa felt that she must be unlucky, so even the netizens were lying to her.

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Chapter 8

“Yep, my brother–in–law likes oral jobs. I know how seductive the mouth is to men. He likes it in various places, kitchens, restaurants, elevators, balconies, and even next to my sleeping sister.”

“Oops my husband even lets me get a tongue stud and sometimes he prefers to release in my mouth.

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Elisa quickly turned off her phone and used her hand to fan herself continnously. It turned out that when they

said “using the mouth, they meant that…

Elisa sat up and silently gazed at Robert’s face. Unlike how he appeared during the day, at this moment, the man’s face under the light looked like a harmless angel. His light golden eyelashes were long, his eyebrows were beautiful and elegant, and his hair appeared very soft.

Elisa’s gaze fell on his lips, and immediately she remembered the sensation of those beautiful lips fervently rubbing against hers.

Elisa felt an impulse to reach out and touch his golden hair, so she instinctively reached towards his head…

Just as Elisa’s fingers were about to touch his hair, she saw Robert on the bed suddenly open his eyes!

The temperature in the room seemed to plummet rapidly, and Elisa felt a chill enveloping her tightly.

Robert’s captivating sapphire–blue eyes stared intensely at Elisa. His expression was indifferent, and there was no emotion in his icy gaze.

Elisa felt her heart skip a beat for a moment. She was startled by the sudden awakening of her comatose husband before her.

He’s awake? Mr. Robert is awake?

They stared at each other for a long time until Elisa finally regained her heartbeat. She approached Robert cautiously, afraid that her heavy breathing might disturb the man on the bed.

“Mr. Robert?”

Elisa whispered Robert’s name several times, but seeing no response from him, she reached out her finger and waved it in front of Robert’s face. Only when she saw no reaction from him did Elisa breathe a sigh of relief.

Dr. Smith had educated her that many vegetative patients would suddenly open their eyes, but it didn’t mean they were awake, it was just an unconscious respons

Looking at Robert’s handsome face, Elisa sighed inwardly: if her child had genes as superior as Robert’s, she would accept it.

Elisa opened the drawer and took out two documents, holding them up in front of Robert solemnly. “Mr. Robert, you see, we are legally married. The bride is Elisa Samers, and the groom is Robert Fischer. Since you are my lawful husband, you must fulfill your duties as a husband… Since you’re not speaking. I’ll take that as your agreement!”

The room fell silent. Elisa spoke calmly, “Then I’ll take that as your agreement.