A meal that was a war of words.


    Nico and Paulita do not see each other’s faces.


    On the other hand, Mica and Paulita have fun.


    After the meal, Paulita ran to her room and pulled out a couple of Monopoly monsters and ran to Mica and said, “Auntie Mica, you and Papa and Estre y Monopoly with me!”.


    Paulita loved board games like Monopoly when she was very young, but as she got a little older inter years, she yed them less often, but still enjoyed them.


    With nothing else to do after dinner, Mica said yes in a whisper, “Sure.”


    Adam, Estre and Mica sat on the carpet ying Monopoly with seven-year-old Paulita.


    Nico sat alone and slightly annoyed.


    Paulita pouted and asked the handsome, grumpy, broken Uncle Broken, “Uncle Nico, are you sure you don’t want to y with us?”


    It was also a friendly invitation to talk about her hospitality as a young hostess.


    Nico scoffed, “It’s for kids, I y, I’m afraid you’ll all lose to me.”


    Paulita grunted incredulously, “I’m so good at this that daddy lost against me even though I’m so smart! You’re afraid of losing, aren’t you?”


    Nico got right into it with a little boy, rolling up his shirt sleeves anding over, sitting down next to Mica, “Your father was giving up on you, now I’m going to show you what a guy can do.”


    Paulita pursed her lips, not believing Nico’s words at all, thinking it was a bluff, and shoved a wad of virtual bills into Nico’s hand. “Uncle Nico, if you loseter, don’t cry!”.


    Nico: “…”


    Fuck, the kids are getting more and more arrogant nowadays, they need to be put down.


    The entrance opened with Nico halfway through.


    Paulita lifted her little chin in triumph and said, “Uncle Nico, you’re going to lose!”.


    Nico was calm and unperturbed, “Uncle will turn the book aroundter.”


    After a few minutes, Nico had turned the money over and won arge sum.


    In this round, Nico reached the finish line first, bankrupting Adam.


    Paulita puffed out her little face with some disappointment, “Papa, why aren’t you as good as Uncle Nico?”


    Adam stroked his daughter’s little head and said soothingly, “Horses have horses.”


    Paulita said like a little adult, “Uncle Nico, you win girls with so many bills, no wonder you don’t get a wife. My father is great, he always gives way to Estre and me, so my father has a wife”.


    Nico: “… Howe I don’t have a wife?”


    Paulita: “You’re alone now, and Aunt Mica said she’s just friends with you.”


    “…”


    Unconvinced, Nico gave Mica’s hand a tug and shoved the thick stack of virtual bills into her hand, boasting to Paulita: “See, that’s how you get a wife, I won your bills to get a wife, you know?”.


    Paulita: “Aunt Mica, Uncle Nico is old and has no wife, it’s sad, do you want to take pity on him?”


    Nico: Paulita is a godsend!


    This shitty boy has some conscience.


    Nico: “Yes, Miss Mica, look at me, I’m old and I don’t have a wife, do you want to take pity on me?”.


    Mica stuck out her hand and raised an eyebrow at him, joking, “Nico, howe the state didn’t take your cheek to make a bulletproof vest?”.


    “It’s a shame I took such a thin skin to make a bulletproof vest, best to keep it for my wife to see.”


    Mica was so amused that she raised her hand and pped him, but lightly, “Stay where you are, I’m not your wife now.”


    Mica got up, said goodbye to the Adam family, turned around and left the vi.


    Nico stood still and touched the p, suddenly the ecologist bagughed and took a big step after him, “I’ll see you outside!”


    Nico barricades Mica in front of the vi and puts an end to the begging.


    “There’s no traffic on this stretch of road, really, not a single car, otherwise I’d say that bastard Adam is sick in the head, finding a ce like this to build a vi and dumping it in the desert with no one the wiser.”


    Mica frowned and looked at him with a retarded face: Brother, she’s driving.


    Mica: “Get out of the way, you’re blocking my car door.”


    Nico looked back at a white Mercedes.


    “Driving, ah, what a coincidence, I don’t drive, why don’t you give me a ride, just the same”.


    Mica: “…”


    That ck Hummer on thewn belongs to a ghost?


    “Mr. Nico, take a good look, your car, over there.”


    Nico had his hand on the roof of the white Mercedes, his face unperturbed, “Oh, that’s Adam’s car.”


    “I saw youing today in this car. Do you think she’s blind?


    A certain someone blushed unblushingly, “I forgot to tell you that a second ago I gave this car to Adam. ”


    Mica: “…”


    Nico: “Honey, take me home.”


    A big man, 5’7″, takes Mica’s hand, bitchy and wavy.


    Mica cast a cold look, “Who are you calling a wife, don’t be ridiculous.”


    “An ex-wife is also a wife.”


    “…” This man is sick.


    Mica: “A good horse doesn’te back, has Mr. Nico never heard that?”


    Nico sucks: “I didn’t say he’s a good horse.”


    Well, whoever wants to be a horse is not a horse anyway.


    Mica tossed him the car keys, “You drive, I won’t be your chauffeur.”


    Nico received the key and smiled a rueful smile, “Then I’ll take that as a yes.”


    “Promise what?”


    “Promise to let me chase you.”


    Mica pinched her fingers, “Then you’ll have to line up a number first, The Holy City has more than enough people chasing me, as you know, around the block.”


    “You’re mine even if you go around three times.” Nico said in his mind.


    Nico threw the car keys up high and eagerly got into the car.


    Being my wife’s chauffeur was like being in the clouds.


    Mica was sitting in the passenger seat and was about to reach for her seat belt when Nico leaned over and offered to buckle her in and, in the process, gave her a quick, sharp kiss on the lips.N?velDrama.Org owns this text.


    “N i c o,” Mica looked up at him with cold eyes, a look that seemed to want to burn a hole in his face.


    Nico raised his hands in surrender and said in an ungainly, wavy voice, “Stealing a kiss from you is undeserved, if you don’t like it, I’ll let you kiss me back by force, I have no problem agreeing wholeheartedly.”


    “…” A scoundrel!


    Mica shouted at her, “Drive!”.


    “Yes, ma’am.” Nico answered herzily and started the car unhurriedly.


    Eyes full of triumph.


    Mica said, “Take me home.”


    A man said, “Oh,” but as a result, he drove the car to his vi.


    Mica theorized with him, “I mean send me back to Aqua”.


    Nico is a sly, “You only said you were being driven home, you didn’t say which house you were going to, this is also your home.”


    “Nico…”


    Before her words were out of her mouth, Nico had already gotten out, walked around the front of the car to the co-driver’s side, opened the door and extended his hand to her in a gentlemanly manner, inviting, “Get out of the car, ma’am, ande in for a cup of tea or … to see your acacia. ”


    Mica reached out, pped her hand away and got out of the car and moved forward.


    Nico waved his palm, smiled fondly and continued in stride, “Long legs to walk so fast, ma’am.”


    “Not as long as you.”


    “That’s good stamina, walking so fast without taking a breath.”


    The corner of Mica’s mouth twitched, “… don’t be poor.”