“The little brother you broughtst night, he hasn’t left yet.”


    As soon as Adam Rouco said that, Estre Berrocal unconsciously looked up and around the room, not so much out of concern as out of her desire to survive.


    “Where is he, where is he?”


    Suddenly, Adam Rouco peeked out slightly, “He’s almost there.”


    Estre Berrocal looked at him for a second, two seconds, three seconds … and then couldn’t help butugh out loud.


    “Why are you scaring me, Adam Rouco?”


    Adam Rouco became serious: “But that’s not going to happen again, and if I catch you drinking in the middle of the night and flirting with other men, I don’t know what I’m going to do.”


    With these words, Adam Rouco’s long, slender hands grabbed his silver knife and fork and “viciously” cut the sandwich from his breakfast te.


    Estre Berrocal looked on with a chill in her eyes, “Honey, I’m sure next time I won’t go out drinking, and it was only once yesterday, besides I was with Mica, not with a man, I wasn’t on a date with a man.”


    When ites down to it, men are fine, this woman … she really can’t defend herself.


    Adam Rouco is now a bit disturbed just by the image of Estre Berrocal and Micast night, hugging and holding hands toasting.


    In the future, put an end to his interaction with Mica.


    After breakfast, Estre Berrocal thought it was over and said doggedly, “I’m going to put the dishes away; Cari’s not home, but since you’re back, let’s go get the two kids today!”


    Estre Berrocal had just picked up her bowl and was about to put it away in the kitchen when she heard Adam Rouco say, “Leave the bowl, the keyboard is waiting for you.”


    “…?”


    Estre Berrocal was stunned, not answering for a moment, “What, what keyboard?”.


    Why do I have a bad feeling about this?


    “They used to tell you to write a written review, but it doesn’t seem to work too well, so this time do it differently and kneel on the keyboard.”


    Estre Berrocal’s little face suddenly dropped, “Are you serious?”.


    Adam Rouco’s eyes seemed to say: “What do you think?


    …


    Half an hourter.


    From the living room came Estre Berrocal’sment: “I’ll never go out for drinks again.”


    “What else?”


    Estre Berrocal red at Adam Rouco, who was sitting on the sofa, quietly reading an economic magazine, and bit her tongue a little. “No more random flirtations with my little brother, butst night was really an ident!”


    She swears she really just wanted to flirt with him …


    “What else?”


    Estre Berrocal was a little confused, “Why is there more, what else?”


    Adam Rouco dropped his economic magazine, lowered a crossed leg, stood up and approached him, saying, “And don’t ever be alone with Mica again. ”


    “Why, it’s not like Mica is a boy!”


    This time, she was really confused.


    But in Adam Rouco’s opinion, the fact that Mica was not a man made it even more dangerous.


    Adam Rouco said with a face of circumstance, “Mica just broke up with Nico Amengual and she sees that all men in this world are scum, andtely her prejudices against men have taken out a boatload of people directly, it won’t do you any good to get in touch with her now and let yourself be influenced by her.”


    Estre Berrocal thought about it and it rang true to her, “Mica actually told mest night that men all over the world can be unfaithful, but she was very hurt about Nico Amengual and I can’t me her for that, besides I’m her friend now and I shouldfort her more at times like this. ”


    Adam Rouco pursed his thin lips: it had probably gone to Mica’s head too, had Nico Amengual hurt her so much that even her sexuality had been stimted to change?


    “I don’t know if men all over the world cheat on their husbands, but don’t cheat on your husband anyway.”


    These words sweetened Estre Berrocal’s heart.


    But Adam Rouco had already turned around to go upstairs and Estre Berrocal hurried to call him, “Where are you going?”.


    “I’m going to the studio.”


    “Can I stop kneeling? I really know I’m wrong.”


    Adam Rouco looked back at her, a dark gleam in his eyes, “Come upstairs with me.”


    Estre Berrocal rose from the keyboard as if she had been forgiven, but because she had been kneeling for too long, her legs went numb and she deliberately weakened as she approached Adam Rouco.


    The man immediately took her in his arms.


    Estre Berrocal took the opportunity to hug his neck, teary-eyed contemting his beautiful face. “Hermanito, you look even more handsome after a few days of absence.”


    Adam Rouco raised an eyebrow and looked at her yfully, “Really, you’re not mad because your little brother just made you kneel on the keyboard?”


    The little woman leaned her head on his neck and curved her lips, “I was a little angry a moment ago, he just cajoled me.”


    “I didn’t cajole.”


    “You’re obviously very good at that, you were very good at cajoling Paulita. ”


    “Are you Paulita? Are you five years old?”


    “…”


    Estre Berrocal was a quip after Adam Rouco pulled her up to the bedroom.


    “I thought you said you were going to the studio? Why are you in the bedroom?”


    “Sleeping.”


    “What’s the point of sleeping in the middle of the day? I just woke up and I’m still not sleepy.”


    Adam Rouco put her straight on the bed and pressed her body, his gaze locked on her, “Don’t you want me to cajole you? I only do it in bed.”


    “…”


    Estre Berrocal brings her hands to her face.


    And then the indescribable happens.


    It is true the saying that a little goodbye is better than a new marriage. The short separation makes each one extremely homesick, mentally and physically, and is extraordinarily intense.


    Estre Berrocal could not sleep because she slept too much the night before and now she was a little tired even after a lot of exercise.


    Alone, she leaned back in Adam Rouco’s arms and took her cell phone to the side, trying to contact Mica.


    Thinking of Mica, Estre Berrocal turned hurriedly in the man’s arms and asked, “By the way, how did Mica get homest night?”


    “I asked Santino Yepes to return it. He wanted to call Nico Amengual, but Mica probably doesn’t want to see Nico Amengual now either. ”Belongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.


    Adam Rouco lowered his gaze and kissed her on the forehead, “Does your knee hurt?”


    Estre Berrocal blushed a little and stammered, “It’s just that it didn’t hurt to kneel on the keyboard, but it’s just that I’ve been kneeling for too long … and it hurts a little.”


    “No need for that postter then”.


    Estre Berrocal: “…”


    This man, what a big mouth!


    Estre Berrocal felt a little embarrassed and then turned her back to him with her phone in her arms, “I’m going to text Mica. ”


    “Estre Berrocal.”


    “Hmm?”


    “What did you promise when you knelt at the keyboard, and now your husband follows you, and you turn your head and forget your promise?”


    Estre Berrocal: “…. I’m not alone with Mica, ah, I just sent her a tweet to say hello, after all, we all arrived verytest night from drinking.”


    “And you know it’s sote don’t you know I’ll be worried?”


    Estre Berrocal muttered, “How was I supposed to know you wereing back? Besides, I was in a bad mood because I thought you had a woman out, and that’s why I was drinking with Mica. It started because of you, too.”


    “And now you learn to me me for your mistakes? Didn’t you get enough punishment just now?”


    The man snatched the phone from her hand, threw it aside and turned around, pinning her down.


    Estre Berrocal is being shaken, this punishment is physically exhausting enough!