“No wonder she tiptoed out. She didn’t want to wake up my mom, ‘ he realized.
A few minutester, Cecelia emerged from ir’s bedroom, yawning.
Seeing her son on the sofa, she rolled her eyes and told him off, “I told you not toe so early.
Nothing’s open now.”
Generally, shopping malls opened around ten. It was only twenty past seven now.
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Wesley replied nonchntly, “You take so long to do everything. By the time we’re ready to go, it will be
ten o’clock.”
Cecelia let out a cold humph.
“We’ll see. I’LL be quick today.”
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Provoked by her son, Cecelia did finish her morning routine in a much shorter time. However, much to
their surprise, ir was even slower than Cecelia.
When Cecelia sat down to eat breakfast, ir was still in her bedroom, doing her makeup. It was eight
now but she still hadn’te out.
Cecelia told Wesley in a triumphant voice, “Yay, I’m not the slowest one in the family anymore!”
Ignoring her joke, Wesley walked straight to ir’s bedroom. He knocked Lightly on the half-open door.
“Come in,” ir said.
Getting her permission, Wesley pushed it open.
ir sat at the dressing table, massaging her face with a cosmetic instrument to help absorb the
intensive essence. Wesley fixed his deep eyes at the woman’s reflection in the mirror.
“You can do thister.
It’s breakfast time.”
“I’m almost done. Wait a minute, okay? I want to look nice for your mom,” ir said. In fact, she almost
never wore makeup, but to show her sincerity and respect to Cecelia, she decided to make herself look
better.
Wesley leaned against the closet, silently watching her.
ir met his gaze in the mirror, feeling bashful.
“Why are you looking at me? Out! Get some breakfast.”
“I already ate.” He had breakfast before he even came over.
ir held up a bottle of sunscreen.
“It’s sunny outside. Need some?”
“Need what?”
“Sunscreen. It’s spray-on.”