On the way back, Blanca Roach almost burst out laughing.
Just thinking about Louise Grant’s defeated appearance just now, Blanca Roach can’t help but laugh off tears.
“Matthew Grant, how can you be so smart? How did you come up with this?”
How did you come up with this?” Louise Grant had to bring her best friend to her to design her jewelry, and that’s how she came up with it!
Blanca Roach can still recall Louise Grant’s face just now, which really became white and ghastly instantly. She was going to hate herself, and now she even had to pull a job for herself …
“But. Aren’t you afraid she won’t say yes?”
“Why would she not say yes?” Matthew Grant said, “Does she have any other choice?”
“Uh … there doesn’t seem to be any …”
Blanca Roach then realized that Matthew Grant is always in the right place no matter what he does. It was as if there was nothing that Matthew Grant couldn’t handle.
Since Matthew Grant made this suggestion, it must have been a consideration.
Blanca Roach looked seriously into Matthew Grant’s eyes.
His eyes were deep and beautiful, and his eyelashes were more like a small brush.
Eyes like a sea of stars.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“No, nothing … Matthew Grant, do you look like your mother?” Blanca Roach was staring at Matthew Grant, but was embarrassed by Matthew Grant’s question.
Although she is already an “old married couple”, Blanca Roach will definitely break her grip if she looks at Matthew Grant for more than three seconds.
“Why do you ask?”
Matthew Grant reached out and stroked Blanca Roach’s hair.
Blanca Roach spat out her tongue.
Matthew Grant was exceptionally fine looking and white, and Blanca Roach felt he was even more refined than she was …
Wilbert Grant is the kind of jaded with a bookish look that is rarely seen on Matthew Grant.
He is more like the kind of jackals and tigers that have to fight for their territory.
More … full of manliness.
But that didn’t clash with the facial refinement at all.
“I guessed.” Blanca Roach said.
“Well, it does look a little more like Mom.”
Matthew Grant’s eyes softened at the mention of his mother. He touched Blanca Roach’s belly, which was only a few weeks old now and not at all visible.
But it still felt like a little life was thriving beneath his palm.
This feeling … is amazing.
It is the continuation of life.
“Who do you think our baby will look like when it’s born?” Blanca Roach leaned on Matthew Grant’s shoulder.
Matthew Grant’s left hand kept squeezing Blanca Roach’s ear, which was her sensitive spot and felt itchy. Blanca Roach took Matthew Grant’s fingers away three times, but Matthew Grant just wouldn’t stop.
In the end, Blanca Roach had to give up.
She let Matthew Grant do his thing on her own body.
“I think it’s a girl like you, as well behaved and understanding, and a boy like me, as handsome and smart.”
“Hey, hey, hey, Matthew Grant, what do you mean? You’re saying I’m not smart, right?”
“I didn’t say that, you said it yourself.”
“That’s what you’re saying! Well Matthew Grant, I haven’t even had a baby yet and you’re starting to think I’m stupid …”
“…”
The two played like children, but Matthew Grant was still concerned about Blanca Roach’s body and did not dare to go too far.
When they arrived at The Grant family, Mrs. Brown had already prepared a variety of nourishing soups for Blanca Roach.
It is also Matthew Grant asked Mrs. Brown to prepare.