Damned bear child, but at this time to disturb him, really abominable.
“Sleep, of course sleep, good night daddy, good night mommy.”
“I’m going to bed with my brother, daddy good night.”
After saying that, the two little darlings scattered and fled and obediently returned to their rooms.
Peter looked back at the little woman who wrapped herself into a dumpling on the bed, and couldn’t hide the delighted smile under his eyes, and walked out of the room to the two children’s rooms, urging them to sleep.
The following day.
In the early morning, the warm sunlight spilled through the white openwork curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting dappled sunlight onto Adriana’s face as she blinked lazily and rolled over.
It is a movement, it feels like the body with the car crushed again, a pain.
Damn Peter, last night’s tossing and turning, really almost half her life. Finally, she cried and begged for mercy before the man relented and gave up.
Looking at the time, it was already eight in the morning, Adriana got up, washed up, changed into a black sportswear, long hair pulled up a pill head, temples hanging two curved strands of hair, age reduction and playful cute.
When she got downstairs, she inhaled, smelling a fragrant smell of food coming from the living room, and her stomach growled indisputably.
“Where’s Peter?”
She murmured and looked around, unable to find anyone.
There were only some servants in the hall, but those servants looked at her with a meaningful smile in their eyes.
Adriana’s little face flushed, then she thought of how hard she was tossed by Peter yesterday, so she couldn’t help but make some noise, and she had restrained herself to press her voice as low as possible.
But now looking at the servants towards her looked at the kind of ambiguous unknown eyes, she really feel ashamed.
Raising a hand to his head and rubbing his hair, he asked, “Where’s Peter?”
“Sir is in the kitchen.”
“The kitchen? Oh.”
Adriana walked towards the kitchen before she saw the man busy in the kitchen, tying his apron and cooking.
At that moment, her pace was stunned, standing in place, and suddenly felt that, with a husband like this, what more could a woman want.
She, shouldn’t she give him more trust?
After all, a ten-finger man, for her to change too much, she can not do to turn a blind eye.
Hot eyes fell on Peter’s body, the man looked over sideways, “Up? Wash your hands and eat, it’s ready.”
With that, he went to the living room with his breakfast.
Adriana also walked over and looked at the sumptuous breakfast laid out on the living room table; buns, egg congee, steamed dumplings, omelets, and toast.
Heart warming, he asked, “Did you get up early to do so much?”
She rarely cooks, but at least she knows it must take a long time to pack out that much breakfast.
“As long as you like it.”
Peter walked over to Adriana, pulled out a stool for her to sit on, and handed her a glass of milk, “Have some milk.”
“Thanks.”
She is grateful from the bottom of her heart.
Peter put his hands on her shoulders, leaned down close to her ear, and whispered, “You are my Peter’s woman, my Mrs. Alston, and do everything for you, willingly. Don’t make me feel strange when I hear you say the word ‘thank you’ to me.”
“Oh.”
Adriana responded, sipping her milk.
The two sat down to dine together, and not long after, a car seemed to come in the yard.
Adriana’s little heart tightened slightly and she raised her eyes to look at Peter, “Is your mother back?”
At that moment the servant came up, “Sir, Mr. Henderson, Mr. Grant and Mr. Cobb, Miss Henderson is here.”
Once she heard it was them, Adriana’s hanging heart finally fell.
“How did they get here?”
She asked.
“Aren’t we going to the BBQ, won’t it be boring if no one is there?”
Peter rubbed her head, “Eat, don’t mind them.”
“Is it appropriate?”
“In my house, I’m in charge.”
He responded in a domineering manner.
Adriana is not saying anything.
Outside the hall, a group of people walked in, smelling the strong fragrance, several people have come over.
“Wow, Peter, what a treat. Your maids are so good at cooking.”
Flora came over and complimented.
The maid on the side hastened to explain, “Today is our husband’s own breakfast, the gentleman has never cooked before and is very talented.”
“Really? Gosh, Adriana, you’re so happy.” She walked over, looked at the table of breakfast, and immediately asked, “Adriana, can I have some? I got up late this morning and didn’t eat.”
Adriana nodded, “Yes, of course it’s no problem.”
Saying that, he got up and greeted several people over there one by one, “Mr. Henderson, senior, Dr. Cobb, you’re here.”
“Tsk … can ah, big brother, twenty or thirty years have not seen you into the kitchen, in the end, or brother is not as good as daughter-in-law.” Zac snickered ah.
Edward instead grimaced, walked to the table looked at the sumptuous breakfast and nodded, “Not bad.”
Among several people, only Alvin gaze on Adriana, and then look at the early, and unfathomable gaze to Peter, the corners of the lips slightly raised, a faint smile, did not speak.
Because several people came over, Adriana ate a little and then didn’t eat any more.
Packed up and set off for the hills.
Following Flora together towards the outside, Flora suddenly stopped and took a few steps back to look at Adriana, “Adriana, where are you uncomfortable, how to walk … posture is not quite right ah.”
Flora had a loud voice and a startled cry, and several men behind her looked over.
Adriana’s body stiffened and her eyes closed, and she instantly felt ashamed.
It’s really crazy, yesterday by Peter was severely tortured all night, so walking all sore, so much so that she tried to be careful, but I did not expect that Flora still see it.
“Stupid girl, shut the hell up!”
Edward walked over, raised his hand and poked Flora’s forehead, wrapped his arm around her neck and walked towards the front, “What does it look like for a girl to be so startled?”
“Hey, brother, what are you doing. I’m just concerned about Adriana.”
“Shut up!”
Edward scolded in a cold voice and carried Flora as if she were a chick and threw her into the car.
“Tsk … big brother, you this thirty years iron tree blossom, the hands must be merciful, otherwise do not play the person dead in bed can be too late.”
Zac flirted with a cheap smile.
“Get out!”
Peter kicked him in the ass.
Instead, Alvin picked up the pace and got into the car without a single word.
“Peter, you bastard!”
When she saw several people get into the car, Adriana turned back and looked at him with a sad face, stamping her foot in anger.
It is so hard to stomp the foot, accidentally touched the wound on the palm of the foot, the pain backwards.
Peter smiled slightly and walked up, picking her up, “Why, what’s shy about being an adult? They’re just jealous.”
“You … you … are so brazen. What a disgrace.”