Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 1126

Folly's throttle is slammed, with the experience of the initial break with Zack, plus two thin eyebrows slightly knitted, Bo anger is difficult to calm, enough to make most men know what to do and back off.

Only, will Larry be one of the majority?

At the last intersection of home, I saw Leo driving with Deborah in the direction of the south of the city from afar, and the two looked like the people had little communication, not knowing what to do.

Drop us off at home, Folly left, let her go in to see a few little ones also should not, only said tired.

Is tired or something in his heart, I'm afraid only he knows, to her character, if you do not want to say, ask more is also futile.

Before you even enter, you can already hear Snowy directing Jamie and Jeffery.

"Not this way brother, be like this, post here!"

"Jeffery, do you think I'm right?!"

As soon as I heard such an energetic voice, I was in a good mood not, and while walking inside, I joked, "What are you doing? Brother is not yet Snowy do well?"

"Mama Sister!"

At the sound of the voice, Snowy dropped what she was holding and ran over to me, running into my arms and letting me pick her up.

"Good girl." Smiling, he scraped the tip of her nose and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Make lanterns!" Snowy raised her voice proudly, "Snowy does it best and fastest!"

"Yeah~ Snowy is so good~ Mom look at that."

Said then walked to the living room, only to find that the sofa and coffee table are all scattered parts, the only one of the first form, barely visible walking lamp look.

"Isn't it this one?" I tried to act as surprised as possible, holding the lantern in my hand and looking at it carefully to make Snowy feel more accomplished.

"Yes, yes! I'm the one who made it, no one helped oh, mommy praise me!"

"Oh ......Snowy is awesome! Even better than mommy! There are still so many left, later mommy and you guys do it together, you teach mommy OK?"

"Good!"

Laughing, he rubbed the child's head, then remembered that he didn't see Dennis' figure, put Snowy down, and swept around the house, "Where's your dad?"

"Cooking." Snowy has returned to her crafting spree, muttering to herself, "Daddy said a cupcake will be awarded to whoever makes the best one!"

I can't help but laugh at the words, this little guy, when it comes to sweets, than anyone else.

The cake has already been decided.

Turn your head to look at the kitchen, the lights are on inside, you can vaguely hear some subtle movement, afraid of the smell of fumes out, so the door has been closed, so I just waved that glance to not find.

Put down the bag and head for the kitchen.

Gently push open the door, move as slowly as possible, observe the movement inside through the doorway, as the gap becomes larger, finally Dennis's figure appears in sight.

He was standing next to the cooking table, making a vegetable salad, chopping, plating and stirring in one fluid motion.

Behind the pot of soup gurgling, smoking hot, so that the whole kitchen is foggy, but very smoky.

In particular, the rough lines of the apron with the Disney cartoon pattern painted on Dennis' body were odd.

"Puff-" did not hold back, suddenly burst out laughing.

No surprise, the moment the words fell, the soft touch wrapped my lips this time.

The kiss came dominant and aggressive, like a lesson, and the breath quickly became unsteady under Dennis' tug.

Feeling a change somewhere, I snapped awake and pushed him away, subconsciously covering my mouth, "You're playing a rascal!"

Dennis pursed his lips and hooked up an intriguing arc, "How is it rogue when it's between a husband and wife?"

"You--"

"Hmph!"

"Make your dinner, no more talking to you!"

In front of him can not take advantage, simply run away in the dust.

He kissed his face hot, while walking with his hand against his face to cool down, did not take two steps, but Snowy blocked the way.

She was carrying the completed walking lamp in her hand, looking up at me curiously with her big eyes blinking, "Mom, is it hot in the kitchen, why is your face so red?"

Me, "......"

Why don't you ask your old father?

"Yeah ......" I laughed awkwardly twice and hurriedly changed the subject, "Yeah, it's done so quickly, it's so pretty oh, mommy will walk you to find a place to hang it up okay?"

"Good!"

Children are small is good confusion ~