AliNovel

Font: Big Medium Small
Dark Eye-protection
AliNovel > Please Love Me, Mr. George > Chapter 1126 - Give you another chance

Chapter 1126 - Give you another chance

    Chapter 1126 - Give you another chance


    Folly''s throttle is mmed, 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 thest 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 littlemunication, 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?"


    "Makenterns!" 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 walkingmp look.


    "Isn''t it this one?" I tried to act as surprised as possible, holding thentern in my hand and looking at it


    carefully to make Snowy feel more aplished.


    "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,ter 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 butugh at the words, this little guy, when ites 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 nce 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 besrger, finally Dennis''s figure appears in sight.


    He was standing next to the cooking table, making a vegetable sd, chopping, ting 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 particr, the rough lines of the apron with the Disney cartoon pattern painted on Dennis'' body were


    odd.


    "Puff-" did not hold back, suddenly burst outughing.


    Dennis heard theughter, raised his eyes towards me, found me peeking, then put the bowl down, still


    maintaining the action of stirring with chopsticks, slightly narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth


    Please check at N/?vel(D)rama.Org.


    slightly curved looking at me, "What are youughing at?"


    "Nothing." I cleared my throat, and only then did I open the door and walk in with my feet up, holding a


    bad smile, dangling it in front of his eyes and jokingly saying, "Mr. George''s apron is special enough, a


    custom model, right?"


    After Dennis felt after a nce down at the pattern on the apron, rather helpless, "It is really, my


    daughter''s handmade custom, only one piece of the world on sale, a thousand gold hard to find."


    "Really?" I wondered, "She''s so free?"


    "She does have quite a bit of time on her hands." Dennis set his chopsticks on the bowl, turned to


    check the soup on the pot, and said absently, "In craft ss today, the teacher asked them to make a


    gift for their parents with steps, and all the other little kids made little dolls or something, but Snowy


    took me by surprise and made this apron for me."


    "Pfft ......" forgive me for not being able to hold back, Snowy''s "love" is too heavy, this is not a way to


    push Dennis to be the family cook?


    I don''t know who taught it, but it is indeed very funny, sucked in a fierce breath, before holding back


    fromughing, "quite appropriate, with your temperament is very consistent ah ~"


    Dennis turned his face to me with a bad smile, "So should I talk to Snowy and have her make one for


    you next time too?"


    "No need!" I hurriedly raised my hand in a fork gesture and faked a snub, "You don''t understand,


    Snowy was the first to think of making it for you, what does that mean, it means the kid prefers to eat


    what you cook."


    He said, walked to Dennis, a head a serious survey of his apron, and then patted him on the shoulder,


    making the appearance of a teacher, said in a serious way, "This is Snowy to give you the award ah,


    you do not disappoint the child''s expectations, the future of the family meal, to you!"


    Dennis gaze slightly astringent, narrowed his eyes and stared at me for two seconds, waiting for me to


    react, has been closely in front of his body, tworge hands on the waist sped, telling me that I can


    not move.


    With each other''s faces only a fist''s distance away, the atmosphere subtly changed a little, and Dennis,


    who was stilling closer to my eyes, lowered his voice and said, "So you''re actually thinking of me?"


    Iughed "heh heh" twice and ducked my head back, not straight, not strong, "Of course! I am your


    dearest wife, can I lie to you? Well--"


    Dennis'' lips covered mine without warning, and then jerked away, his eyes taking on a hint of


    yfulness, "Give you another chance."


    "Originally it was ......" voice unconsciously put small, lowered his eyes, talking to himself, "I made is


    not as good as you do well - "


    "Hmm?"


    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 ying 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 thepleted walkingmp 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 ......" Iughed 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 ce to hang it up okay?"


    "Good!"


    Children are small is good confusion ~
『Add To Library for easy reading』
Popular recommendations
Shadow Slave Beyond the Divorce My Substitute CEO Bride Disregard Fantasy, Acquire Currency The Untouchable Ex-Wife Mirrored Soul