Freya didn't even have time to take remedial measures before the nosebleed fell on the sheet, fainting into a gorgeous crimson flower.

Bradley frowned fiercely upon seeing this.

"Freya, you're having a nosebleed."

He was about to come over to check on the situation, but Freya quickly pulled out a tissue to wipe away the bloodstains, raising her hand to stop him, "You... don't come over!"

The bathroom door was wide open, and the man was standing in front of her within a few breaths.

Just as Freya had stopped the nosebleed, it once again cascaded out of control.

Bradley was completely unsettled at this point, striding over to her and using a tissue to stop the bleeding.

He was so close, almost his entire body leaning against hers. Freya could clearly feel his body temperature, the scent of shower gel lingering on him after a bath, and his inherent male aura.

It was as if a poisonous thread was being teased, causing the temperature of her entire face to soar to its highest point, her heart beating rapidly as if it was about to burst out at any moment.

"Husband, you... you shouldn't lean on me so close... I can't stand it!" She had to muster up a lot of effort to say this sentence, because of nervousness, her body that had just been bathed in emitted a thin layer of cold sweat.

After wiping the nosebleed clean, it quickly overflowed with fresh blood again.

Bradley was very anxious, "You're bleeding so much, is something wrong with you? I'll go find a doctor to come over."

"No need, you just put your clothes on first, I... I'll be fine!" Freya was really about to collapse, this man was clearly a full-fledged male seduction.

Doesn't he know how provocative he is in this way?

The key point is that her nosebleed is all because of him, yet he foolishly thought she was sick.

Bradley only reacted at this moment, he shouted Freya because he forgot to take the pajamas.

As a result, this little woman suddenly had a nosebleed, and he didn't bother to put on his clothes and walked out at that moment, still not wearing anything.

"Going to bed, no need to wear!" Realizing the reason for the girl's nosebleed, Bradley's mood improved and he smiled.

They had been together for so long, and even had a daughter, yet this little woman was still so easily provoked.

He doesn't need to do anything, as long as he stands in front of her, he can make her heart beat faster. This fills Bradley's chest with a strong sense of pride.

After wiping Freya's nosebleed clean, he went to wash his hands and then lay down next to her, causing the mattress to sink in halfway.

Freya was so nervous that her nose was sweating, so she quickly pushed him away and got out of bed.

"Xiner, where are you going?" Bradley grabbed her hand in time.

Freya's face turned red and she couldn't look at him. Her voice was hoarse and scary, "I just sweated a lot and smell bad, I'm going to take a shower."

"No need, you'll sweat again after showering. Just lower the air conditioning." With that, the man pulled her back.

Freya hadn't recovered yet when he tightly embraced her.

Intentionally leaning in close to her ear, he whispered a sentence in a deep, beautiful, cello-like voice.

The deep and melodious voice shook her eardrums, making Freya feel like her ears were getting pregnant.

This man's sweet words were simply too much for her to handle.

Just a casual sentence from him could make her blush and her heart race uncontrollably!

She shrank back, her slender fingers tightly gripping the bedsheets.

"My love, I love you!" The man's alluring words whispered in her ear.

Freya nestled in his embrace, her heart overflowing with happiness, closing her eyes to savor the sweet nothings.

There's no woman who doesn't love hearing sweet words. She was just an ordinary woman, naturally unable to resist a man treating her gently.

"Bradley, I love you too!"

She took the initiative to kiss the man, wrapping her arms around his neck, surrendering all her strength to him.

The night was deep, the moonlight shining in, casting their figures in a hazy light!

Underground laboratory. The moonlight is deep, but the laboratory is still bright as day. All researchers are busy with their work, with bottles and jars of liquid on the experimental rack, surrounded by the pitiful cries of mice. Clara shuttles in the laboratory, having sneaked in for almost half a month and roughly understood the situation of the entire laboratory. There are fifteen researchers, ten reagent preparation staff, eight inspectors, and one person in charge of the warehouse in the entire laboratory. The laboratory operates 24 hours a day, with everyone taking turns to rest. Clara simply couldn't find an opportunity to take action and could only blend in with the crowd to understand the research on the beastly venom. The current beastly venom has undergone multiple mutations, becoming addictive on contact, with a high potential for addiction. It can be said that the venom now is just like drug addiction, and if spread, it will inevitably cause unpredictable harm to the entire international community. Clara is currently mainly helping out in the testing room. These researchers are trusted aides planted by him and absolutely do not allow anyone to enter the research room.

Thinking, a researcher walked out from the inside, Gordon lowered his glasses and quietly followed.

The other person entered the restroom, and Gordon followed along.

"Dr. Xu, are you on duty tonight?" Gordon initiated a conversation.

For some reason tonight, the entire laboratory was not resting, everyone seemed to be working nervously.

Dr. Xu replied, "Not on duty, work is not finished, everyone has to work overtime tonight."

The researchers were the core figures of the entire laboratory, mainly following the arrangements, so everything in the laboratory was classified, and these small characters like Gordon were completely unaware of it.

Dr. Xu was the youngest among the fifteen researchers, Gordon observed that he seemed to be out of place with the others, usually working alone to complete his tasks.

Gordon had always wanted to approach him, but had no chance to get close. Unexpectedly, he bumped into him today.

"Why do we need to work overtime, is there a new task?" Gordon asked cautiously.

Upon hearing this, Dr. Xu's expression changed immediately, and he looked at Gordon with some alertness.

"What are you asking about?" Gordon smiled and said, "Nothing, just curious, just asking randomly." Dr. Xu finished washing his hands at the sink, turned back to Gordon and said, "Here, it's best to do more and talk less to stay alive. Some things are better left unasked." With that, Dr. Xu left the restroom. Gordon watched him walk away, his brows furrowed tightly. It seemed difficult to obtain information about the laboratory from these people, so he would have to figure it out on his own. Just as he was thinking this, there was suddenly a loud noise from outside. Gordon finished washing his hands and went out to take a look, only to find him approaching. "Everyone, speed up, we must produce five hundred pounds of goods tonight." Five hundred pounds?

Upon hearing this number, Gordon was completely startled.

Having been in the lab for so long, he had never encountered a shipment before, let alone one weighing five hundred catties.

Where could such a large amount be used in the end?