Vivian took a few steps back and quietly watched the formerly dignified and uncommon, unearthly man pixel the average grounded chopping wood.
But no matter what, from his body can feel the noble temperament that ordinary people do not have.
Inexplicably, Vivian some moved.
A man willing to fight for her life, had to save her life; come to her home, and condescend to her chopping wood and dishes.
What reason did she have to be pretentious and refuse?
Especially at that moment, in the kitchen, Morris said to give her a bride price of one billion dollars, ten villas, and if the marriage cheated, “net out of the family”!
Although the words will not necessarily be honored, but willing to marry her to spend a billion bride price, is already an unimaginable price.
Vivian is not pretentious enough to think that she is worth a billion.
“Morris?”
She shouted.
The man stopped, axe propped on the ground, elbow propped on the end of the axe handle, one hand crossed, tired and sweaty, and looked back at her, “What’s wrong?”
See his face scarlet, forehead permeated with fine sweat stains.
Vivian came forward, took out a tissue from her pocket, and thoughtfully wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The man was flattered by the sudden gesture.
The man’s eyebrows smiled, “Vivian this is heartbroken me?”
This moment, he enjoyed.
Vivian pursed her lips, clutching the tissue, a pair of bright eyes gazing at the man close at hand, watching him because of chopping wood, tired chest heaving, she was even more moved.
“Morris, let’s … go out.”
A man who is willing to put down everything in order to be with her, is it not a pity not to cherish it?
The smile on Morris’s face disappeared into nothing as her words fell.
The sword eyebrows that flew into the temples were slightly knitted, and the gaze suddenly became clear, “You, seriously?”
“What’s the matter, don’t you want to?”
Vivian was puzzled.
She had said she wanted to go out with him, what did this reaction, this expression, mean?
“Willing, of course willing. But …”
He spoke with a pause, lengthening the end of his sentence.
“But what?”
“After agreeing to me, there is no room for you to go back on your word.” The man reached out and cupped her delicate cheeks, “Think it through.”
Vivian’s red lips were pursed and she nodded with a smile, “Yes, no regrets.”
Morris’s handsome face then swept into a smile, full of joy, throwing the axe aside, and then a handful of Vivian into his arms.
He let go of Vivian and kissed her on the lips.
The kiss was hot and crazy, but after realizing that this was Vivian’s house, he immediately let her go.
“But … when can we get married?”
Morris said, and then remembered the previous agreement, so he added: “Hidden marriage, also good.”
“Let’s talk about it.”
Vivian stood on tiptoe, to Morris’s lips, a sloppy kiss, turned around and was ready to leave.
Only then did she realize that Fraser, Philip and Danny were lined up in the doorway, staring at the two of them with unblinking eyes.
Vivian blushed bright red.
What the hell?
It was so easy to confess her love once, but they all saw it.
When did her vigilance get so bad?
“Tsk tsk … is too much, one morning, you two are so affectionate.”
“Isn’t that right? Morris is good at making girls happy.”
“Vivian, have you really thought this through?”
Philip, Danny, Fraser, one person said.
Morris brothers naturally feel happy for him, Naive Fraser’s heart sank to the bottom.
“You guys play, I’ll check with my mom and see what goodies we have for you guys for lunch.”
She said, and went into the yard in a flash.
Morris looked at her shy back and couldn’t help but laugh.
The first thing he did was to pick up the axe with his toes, catch it with his bare hands, and continue chopping wood.
…
At this time, Arlo ghostly drove to the town, bought a box of frostbite cream, and drove back.
When he arrived at Vivian’s door, Danny and the others were standing at the door chatting.
“Arlo, where have you been all morning?”
Philip questioned when he finally saw Arlo.
“Wandering around.”
Arlo did not continue to walk forward, but stood on the side of the road and took out his cell phone, “I’m going to make a phone call.”
That call, “call and call,” and the man disappeared through the doorway.
And he, with a box of frostbite cream in his pocket, bypassed Vivian’s house and went to the river again.
Only there was no longer Aurora at the river.
He went up that little uphill, walked a little way and saw a few homes, but didn’t know which one was Aurora’s.
Arlo stood still, looking down at the box of frostbite cream he held in his hand, and smiled helplessly.
When did he actually do such a silly thing for a little girl he didn’t know?
The reason for this is that the police officer’s sense of justice is that he can’t bear to see others pity.
Arlo did not bother to look for someone else, turned around and walked away.
Who expected, just walked two steps, suddenly heard the sound of crying, “oooh… ah ah, oooh … ah, oooh …”
Hearing the sound, Arlo looked cold, immediately turned around and followed the sound.
Walked to the east of a house, standing in the doorway saw the woman with a fierce face just now holding a thin bamboo stick against the girl’s leg fiercely pumping.
The girl, kneeling on the ground, did not dare to flee.
“How dare you, just let you make a lunch, you tell me your hand hurts? Pissed off, raised you a waste of time so big, every day good food and lazy work, what can you do!
The woman crossed her waist with one hand, and held a bamboo stick in the other hand and deliberately pumped a stick at her hand, “It hurts, I let you hurt. Hit it and it won’t hurt anymore.”
“Ah, don’t hit me, woo … I was wrong … I cooked, I cooked. Oooh …” Aurora sobbed and choked while gesturing with her hands.
“Stop it!”
Arlo let out an angry rebuke and stepped in, “What are you doing?”
At the sound of the voice, the woman and Aurora looked over.
Aurora’s eyes were red, flooded with tears, a sense of weakness, the look of pity, heartbreaking.
The woman pointed at Arlo with her bamboo stick, “Who are you? It’s your turn to take care of my family’s business.”
Arlo stood up straight and said in a deep voice: “Domestic violence, anyone can control.”
“You’re a friend of The Mond family’s girl, right? They are the same as The Mond family, they love to meddle every day. If it wasn’t for Vivian and his parents, Aurora would have married. I’m sick of you nosy people. Get out!”
The woman’s dislike for Aurora was evident in her words.
And the little girl was only 17 or 18 years old, and she was getting married!
Arlo pulled out the police card he was carrying, “I am a police officer, you say I can control the control?”
“You … you are a police officer?”
The woman stared at the police card that Arlo pulled out and looked at it, her arrogance instantly disappeared, deflating her mouth and smiling sarcastically, “Oh, Aurora disobeyed me, so I just taught a lesson.”