These words choked Charles. Boyce really couldn't see it. Charles's jerk strength came up. If he said too much, Angela was annoyed, and he would never want to coax people in his life. , He pulled Charles away, "You go and wait for me, here I will solve it." Charles was aggrieved. For the sake of Stacy, he was afraid that Harry would be snatched away, and instead he would be scolded. He felt unbalanced. "Boyce, how come women are so witty..." "Charles, can you suspend it?" Boyce raised his forehead, he was going to be pissed off by this idiot. Charles snorted coldly, "You solve it." After finishing speaking, he left with grievance, thinking that I don't want to control it. Boyce watched Charles walk away before looking at Angela, "Are you Angela?" In a very affirmative tone, before Angela vetoed it, he spoke again, "The reason why Charles didn't find out was because the authorities were obsessed with bystanders. ." Angela knew that Boyce was a prudent
Charles turned his head and looked at Boyce in surprise. The sun was really coming out, and he even had questions to ask himself. Normally he is the most uncomfortable with him. Is it because the moons of Y and Z are different? Make people change their temperament? "You said." To Charles's gossip and just about to move eyes, he swallowed what he wanted to ask. If he told Charles about Yuri kissing him, Charles didn t know how to mock him. When he reached his mouth, he turned a corner, "Um, you didn't pay attention to that woman named Qin Stacy, is she pretty?" Boyce bit the word Qin extremely hard, trying to remind him. However, Charles's focus was on the beauty of the woman. For the first time, he heard Boyce praise a woman. He chuckled, his tone a little cold. Boyce was inexplicably confused by his smile, and his heart straightened, "What are you laughing at?" "I laugh that you and Harry are both confused by that woman." He pa
He looked attentively and obsessively, and wanted to rush up to hug her desperately and tell her, "I miss you so much." But in reality, he only dared to look at it like this, and even didn't dare to speak out, for fear that she would see himself. They got closer and closer, and as long as he called out softly, they could see themselves, he was in a hurry, he was eager, and he hadn't considered how to face her face to face. When they found himself, he turned and stood around the corner. This was his most cowardly time in his life. Facing his lover and child, he retreated. "Mummy, can I make wontons at night?" Cassandra asked Stacy by the arm when he walked to the gate of the community. Stacy glanced down at her daughter, smiled and asked, "Will you?" "No, but I can learn." As soon as the younger sister's voice fell, Benedict answered, "You can eat it yourself." "I eat it myself, I will eat it myself, huh, I won't give it to you if yo
When Benedict was about to walk over, Stacy called him in the kitchen, "Benedict, can you help Mommy?" "Okay." Benedict walked to the kitchen, Stacy pointed to the green onions in the basket, "Can you help Mommy peel the green onions?" Benedict picked up the onion and gave Stacy the answer with action. When Zong Stacy s morning peeled the green onions, Stacy had cooked the wontons. She took the green onions peeled by her son, washed them and cut them into chopped green onions and put them in a bowl. Put dried shrimps and lard, a little light soy sauce and chopped green onion, and then put some soup to wash the ingredients in the bowl with boiling water, and then put the wonton into the bowl, so that the wonton is ready. "I wash my hands and eat." Stacy said to her son. She put the wontons on the tray so that the servings would not be hot. Benedict sniffed, already smelling the scent, and he didn't care to see the "fool", washed his hands, sat on the chair
Harry hugged her with one arm, and kept stroking her back with the other hand, once... He was sweaty and smelled of sweat. It was very light and not unpleasant. He was close to his daughter s ear, his voice was three-point distressed and seven-point pampering, gentle and unpretentious, "You will be ugly if you cry like this. ." Cassandra cares about her appearance very much. She was praised and grown up since she was a child. She couldn't bear to become ugly, and there were still tears on her face. He choked and asked, "Where is it ugly?" "You will be ugly if you cry again." Harry stretched out his hand, passed her fingertips over the corner of her eye, and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eye, "Little Rui, don't cry anymore." He is used to this name, even if he is no longer called Stephanie, he still likes to call it that way, Rui, Hua Rui, the most charming and charming words. Suitable for his baby girl. Cassandra sniffed, looked at Har
Harry looked down at the ice cream that his daughter handed to his lips, touched the cold lips, and dissipated the warmth attached to the surface. He opened his mouth to hold the spoon and ate the ice cream that his daughter handed over. Cassandra didn't dislike it because he had used it, and couldn't wait to scoop a spoonful and hand it to his mouth, "It's so delicious." It was sweet, cool, and slightly milky. Her eyebrows were crooked, and she felt so happy to eat ice cream. "Daddy waits for me to finish the ice cream, do you want to go back with me? Go back to see Mommy." Then she took another spoonful of ice cream and handed it to him. Harry ate the ice cream fed by his daughter again, chewing the thick sweetness in his mouth, but thinking bitterly how to explain to the two children. Benedict also raised his head and looked at him. As if expecting his answer. He looked at his children, his eyes blinking frequently, his tightened eyebrows we
Harry left the coffee shop at around ten o'clock. By this time, it was close to closing the coffee shop, and it was not easy for him to stay inside. Boyce and Charles probably have never seen such a "poor" Harry. In order to see Stacy, they made themselves like a beggar, without even a place to live. He returned to the gate of the community, waiting for news from his son, but saw Edwin walking out of the community. Edwin and Stacy talked about the exhibition, so when he came out late, he came over without saying anything, and handed him the access card for entering the community, "Without this, you can't get in." Harry was not polite, so he reached out and took it, "Thank you." Edwin thought for a while, "Would you like to take a bath where I am?" "No, I have to go back tomorrow." Jack called him and said that there was something wrong with Boyce. He didn't hear what was happening at the time, so he heard Cassandra's voice, then he hung up the phone
Floating and floating like dreams and illusions, true and false are not important anymore, just responding to his entanglement with him in accordance with the original heart, her soul seems to be pulled away abruptly, leaving only a body that can't think. The intense enthusiasm piled up like a mountain made her sink inch by inch in his arms. In a daze, she heard him say "I miss you so much". For no reason, her eyes were red, and her consciousness gradually sank. All she felt was a big hand stroking her belly constantly, kissing and kissing. She curled up in his arms like this, and having him by her side would drive away all fears and sleep peacefully. The next day, when the sun rose, Stacy turned over and wanted to hug him, but the only response he touched was cold and empty, and no one was lying beside her. She flicked her eyelashes back and forth several times before she slowly opened her eyes. This side was empty and the sheets were neat. There was obvi