Sure, here is the translation:
"Uh..."
Ella Lacey shrugged, playfully tiptoed, and bit his delicious **, "Looks like my performance and hints just now were too obvious... But, you should have figured out that I regained my memory long ago, right?"
"No."
Arthur Lindsey bit back, traced along her beautifully curved lip line, gently nibbled, and said coldly, "To be precise, you never lost your memory. Or, when you saw me, you had already regained your memory. Yet, you kept pretending as if you remembered nothing. Didn't you?"
Ha ha!
No one is smarter than my husband!
Ella Lacey was in awe, wholeheartedly enjoying his intimacy, her little tongue touching his warm, smooth tongue, leaning against his broad embrace, savoring, and warmly said, "Yes, dear, I'm a good actress. Many times, it seemed like certain details triggered recollection scenes, but I've been performing all along..."
