Hunter Doohan, standing beside him, was also dumbfounded: "Monica Halley, do you know my uncle?"
Monica Halley was about to go crazy now, lowering her voice: "I'm the one to ask! How do you know David Waymond?"
Hunter Doohan: "I told you, this is my uncle!"
Monica Halley: "Then why didn't you tell me sooner!"
Hunter Doohan: "You didn't ask!"
Monica Halley: "..."
"How did you and my uncle know each other?" Hunter Doohan's eyes darted back and forth between the two, the more he saw it, the more wrong it was, but he didn't know where the mistake was.
"It's too long to say..." Monica Halley stroked her forehead wearily, these words were addressed to Hunter Doohan as well as to David Waymond.
Hunter Doohan was full of questions, but afraid that David Waymond was still standing here, he was afraid to open his mouth to ask.
The girl also exudes a pleasant scent from just taking a bath, her long, smooth white legs swaying under the T-shirt, one hand is still trying to cover the big hole in the shirt, such image. indeed it made people's blood boil, but just thinking about her wearing this form in another man's house, David Waymond had a kind of emotion that wanted to destroy the whole earth.
No matter how stormy inside, David Waymond still had no expression on his face, just a little cold, glanced at Monica Halley and said: "Do you want to stay here or follow me back home? ?"
A simple sentence but contains the pressure of thousands of thousands of horses.
Hunter Doohan looked at Monica Halley in horror.
What does this sentence mean??? These two not only know each other but also live together????
Monica Halley looked at David Waymond's cold expression and then back at Hunter Doohan's fiery eyes, struggling to swallow: "I... I'd better go home..." The air was cold around
David . Waymond temporarily lost two inches.
But Hunter Doohan exploded on the spot, immediately grabbed Monica Halley's wrist, her beautiful pale blue eyes filled with urgency and anger at being deceived: "You have agreed to stay with me tonight. it's me!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Monica Halley punched him, brat, don't say such vague things, okay?
She raised her head to look at David Waymond, indeed his expression seemed to have been so angry that it could not be suppressed, just a little bit more than the iron fence would be broken, the beast would rush out... Monica Halley withdrew her hand
. returned, patiently advised: "Hunter, I still have to film tomorrow, Minh also said you still have work tomorrow?
Monica Halley intentionally emphasized the two words "gaming".
After saying that, he quickly picked up the black bag containing his props to cover the hole in his shirt and quickly ran out of this market place, even his clothes could not be changed.
David Waymond glanced at Hunter Doohan, then casually followed Monica Halley out.
Looking at the two people's backs one by one before and after leaving, and David Waymond's eyes marking the sovereignty before leaving, Hunter Doohan's eyes could burn for a whole day...
Worthwhile! No wonder she knew that the other way wasn't possible...
Monica Halley, how many things did you end up hiding from me!
At this moment, Monica Halley was still running back in fear, and suddenly a hand fell, it turned out that David Waymond took her bag and wanted to hold it for her.
Next on her slightly heavy shoulders, David Waymond slung his coat over her shoulders.
"Thanks..." Monica Halley said awkwardly.
David Waymond remained cold, unresponsive.
If he reacts, that's fine, as long as there is a reaction, she will take countermeasures, but people basically refuse to cooperate ToT...
Luc family.
After returning to the bedroom to change into pajamas, Monica Halley used lightning speed to fly away in search of small dumplings.
" Pugsley, I'm afraid of the dark tonight, can I sleep with you?"
Of course, the little bun was very happy, the boy happily gave her one side of the bed.
"Thank you baby~ goodnight baby~"
Her life-saving charm, she has to rely on her son to save her life tonight... Today's
story is really exciting, her heart is still up to now. still pounding.
She could feel the vague barrier between her and David Waymond for so long about to be broken...
If she didn't say it out loud, then what should she do then...
Good luck that is, the little bun sleeping in her chest has a transcendent effect, the pounding heart also gradually calmed down, half an hour later began to fall asleep... Monica Halley hugged the little bun and slept well
. It was fine, but someone with a single bed had trouble sleeping, still sitting in the office at night, smoking, thick smoke.
Well, no wonder it took so long to find out who gave a gift to Monica Halley at the set that day, didn't expect one of them to be an "inside"
O demon king...
Now he remembered. , the nickname in the family group of this jerk Giang Muc Giang is that weird name, it's just that he never thought of it.
As for the person bearing the name YS, so far there is no clue...
In the dark, the man put out his cigarette butt and got up to go out.
Gently pushing the door of the guest room, there was no one inside.
David Waymond raised his eyebrows slightly, moving around the wall. Sure enough, Monica Halley was sleeping soundly hugging Pugsley.
This girl is also very smart.
However, do you think it's safe to just do this?
David Waymond walked to the front of the bed and gently removed the little arm that was holding the lapel of Monica Halley's shirt, pulled out a stuffed animal that Pugsley used to play with, and then carried Monica Halley away.
Pugsley, who was sleeping, furrowed his brows, his little hands squirming around holding a toy, then he rubbed his head and slept again.
After tricking his son, David Waymond hugged him back to the master bedroom.
Gently put her on the bed, then sat on the edge of the bed, using his big fingers to gently stroke her hair, eyes, cheeks...
Like a wild animal before a meal, extremely patiently enjoying the moment enjoy the taste.
Finally he sighed, put his lips on two soft lips, slowly entered, trying to make this kiss more lasting, sweet and happy just like he imagined.
Then the kiss slowly slid to the cheek, the earlobe, slid down the smooth neck, and finally stopped at the collarbone forever and didn't want to leave...
In the thirty-two years of his life, he had never been in love with anyone. No one feels love means anything. For me, love is probably the most useless thing in this world, so does it make a difference to love or not?
Never did he think that there would be a day when love would come so intensely, the girl eight years younger than him made him become a completely different person than himself.
His life was no longer only cold plans and monotonous numbers, but more softness, dreams, warmth, joy...and completeness. But with that, he also
became easily angered, cruel, emotional as well as lustful...
Just thinking about her appearance at Hunter Doohan's house, the brutal cruelty that had been locked in his heart for so long was like an immediate escape from prison. When he went out, he couldn't control his own strength, the next second he felt the smell of blood spreading in his mouth...
The girl under her body frowned, David Waymond's back stiffened, she smacked her mouth. and then fell into a deep sleep, completely carefree.
David Waymond gently touched her swollen red lips with his fingers, in his pupils, small sparks of lust emerged, the desire to do everything just to kiss her awake...
The next morning, Monica Halley slept enough to wake up on her own.
I slept very well last night, but it doesn't seem to be in the right place. Why does the tip of her tongue hurt so much? Could it be that she was dreaming and biting her tongue...?
It's too cruel to bite yourself....
(don't you remember sleeping with Pugsley???, or at midnight the Continent boss returned the goods to the factory.)
Breakfast time, everything. still as usual.
Looking at David Waymond's appearance today, it seems that he has to go to work, a suit jacket and pants, wearing expensive shiny leather shoes sitting on one side drinking coffee and watching newspapers, his expression is still cold and indifferent as if last night nothing happened.
Monica Halley breathed a sigh of relief, could not help but doubt that she seemed too sensitive?
Although David Waymond has a little sympathy for her, it's not to the point of being jealous because of her, right? He's also jealous of his grandson...
David Waymond's appearance is really normal, but the little dumpling's expression is a bit weird.
In the early morning, the little bun's small face was sad and unhappy, as if someone had stolen something.
Monica Halley gave the little bun a soup dumpling, and asked with concern: "Baby, how are you? Aren't you happy?"