Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 827 Life is all about ups and downs15

Dennis's hand hung in mid-air, with no intention of withdrawing it, and said to me in a consultative tone,

"Just one sip?"

"NO WAY," my attitude is very firm, no is no, at least I have played so long needles, and again to suffer,

although the injection is not painful, but the heart is still bored, do not want to give up halfway.

Dennis frowned and acted pathetically, "No taste in my mouth."

Seeing him like this, I immediately felt a little soft, but in an instant I regained my senses, lifted my chin,

pointed to the tray on the foyer and said, "Here, have some ginseng soup, Nanny said, just so you can

make up for it."

Dennis raised an eyebrow and looked over, seemingly considering the soundness of the suggestion,

"Are you responsible for drinking it if a tricky situation arises?"

"You-" Help, when can a man's mind not think about that?

However, looking at Dennis, it is bound to be a choice between drinking and drinking ginseng soup.

If you drink, the previous efforts will be in vain. I still hope that, our children will be healthier.

After thinking about it, I broke down and agreed, "If I'm responsible, I'm responsible!"

Is not the use of hands, and not without ......

I thought Dennis would have to wrangle with me for a few more rounds before he would agree, but

once he heard, he immediately ran over and drank the ginseng soup in one gulp.

As soon as I put the bowl down, Dennis turned his head and looked at me with ambiguous streaming

eyes, "Ugh, see, the situation is getting tricky again!"

Me?

Did you drink it for ten seconds?

However, I couldn't take back what I said, Dennis didn't give me a chance to react, he walked over and

carried me into the bedroom.

After almost an hour of tossing and turning, my hands were sore before Dennis let me go.

I lifted the covers and went to the bathroom to wash my hands. Dennis followed me and wrapped me

from behind, wrapped my hands in his hands and washed them gently for me.

"Why are you taking longer and longer now ......," I muttered and spat at him.

It is not said that at a certain age, that aspect of the ability will gradually degenerate, this man what

happened?

"Not sure." Dennis' tone was light, but his voice was nice, "Who told you to seduce me?"

"When did I seduce you!" I shook off Dennis' hand and twisted my head to look at him gamely.

What a man! This kind of thing also want to dump the pot!

The corner of Dennis's mouth pulled up an ambiguous arc and laughed lowly twice, "Oh ...... how not?

You do not know, as long as you stand here, for me is a kind of temptation well?"

!

I was blushed by his words and immediately got weak, what happened to Dennis? Where did he learn

to talk so fancy?

It's also too ...... titillating.

When I didn't say anything, Dennis lowered his head to kiss me, I reacted and immediately slipped out

of his arms like a mudskipper and ran out of the bathroom.

"That's enough, Dennis! You've taken enough advantage of me today! Hurry up and take a shower, it's

time for bed!" I stood in the doorway with my arms wrapped around my chest, acting like an instructor.

O man, there is never an end to not teaching a lesson in certain things.

Dennis sighed sickly and turned around and walked into the shower, though reluctantly.

When I heard the shower, I turned around, got into bed, covered up and prepared to brush up on

Twitter for a while.

Tap on your phone, but you see a Facebook friend request.

I clicked on the verification message, looked at the other person's avatar, and realized it was novelbin

Cassandra.

The message popped up half an hour ago, which is considered normal social time.

After all, it was Stannis' wife and sort of my sister-in-law, so I thought about it and nodded through.

Once you're done, put Facebook aside and tap into Twitter to see it.

Dennis is now very capable of hiding things, especially company matters, probably because he is

worried about affecting my mood in preparing for pregnancy, so he basically does not mention the

trouble he encounters in front of me, and I can only see if there are any signs through Twitter.

Dennis can handle small things without me asking, but when it comes to big problems that rise to the

level of Twitter, I certainly can't let her face them alone.

But fortunately, after sliding down dozens of home page recommendations, I didn't see any news

related to the George Group.

Suddenly, the ding-dong Facebook alert sounded.

I find it strange that this point, is it Folly?

I was even more surprised when I clicked on it and saw that it was Cassandra.

It is reasonable to say that pregnant people usually sleep earlier, and she should have fallen asleep

after sending the verification.

Could she have been waiting for me?

The message was only a few short words: [Is sister asleep?]

Not accustomed to coldly dismissing someone's enthusiasm, I tapped on the keyboard and replied to

her, [No, it's so late, why aren't you resting?]

Cassandra replied almost in seconds: [I slept too much during the day, I'm not sleepy yet, sister, do you

have time tomorrow?]

[Is something wrong?] I asked.

Cassandra replied: [It's not a big deal, Stannis' company is very busy lately, so I don't have much time

to spend with me, so I thought, "Sister, you are preparing for pregnancy anyway, why don't we go

shopping together and buy something suitable?]

I seriously considered that it would only be morning to see Professor West tomorrow, and I should have

time to meet with her in the afternoon, so I agreed, [Yes, but I'm only free in the afternoon, is that

convenient for you?]

[If it's convenient, then it's a deal, I'll go over to your house directly then, I won't disturb your rest, good

night (moon)]

I looked at the simple good night expression, I could not help but have a smile in my eyes, it seems that

Stannis has protected Cassandra very well, married for so long, between the lines still see her teenage

heart.

Dennis, who has always been quick to take a shower, came out of the bathroom and saw me giggling

at my phone, half-kneeling on the edge of the bed, and brought his face over, "What's so funny?"

I just got out of the shower and Dennis smelled so good that I casually tossed the phone aside,

reached around his neck, smelled his body, and said in a good mood, "It's nothing, Cassandra just

added me as a friend and said she'd ask me out shopping tomorrow, and I said yes."

"Cassandra?" froze Dennis, "Stannis' wife?"

"Mmm!" I nodded, "I saw you at the hospital two days ago, you forgot?"

With the company so busy lately, it's understandable that Dennis has little memory of these things.

"Remember." Dennis held my hand, sat down smoothly against the bed, reached out and took me in

his arms, and said thoughtfully, "You knew each other well before?"

"Not really." I recalled the number of times I had met Cassandra, I could count them in the palm of my

hand, and I could only say that I knew her, "How can I say that she is also Stannis' wife, and it's

Christmas Day, so I can't just put a hot face on her, and I'll take a pot of cold water and pour it over."

Dennis tilted his head and helplessly scraped the tip of my nose, "You, when will you change your

temper of being a good person? You don't want to disrespect others, so you have to condemn yourself

to do something you don't like?"

"I didn't." Although I am good at talking, but not so much as to give in without principle, I stubbornly

retorted, "Just because there is that layer of relatives, I am not any cat or dog will meet ah, the previous

lesson is not enough, after Clarie's accident, I already know to learn a lesson."