Ambush of the Quadruplets novel Chapter 1119

"Mr. Ryker?" Abel's eyes narrowed, "What's going on?"

The girl outside said, "So you're not?"

Abel said, "Do I look like him?"

The girl said, "Yes!"

Abel said, "Then you've got the wrong person!"

The girl's gaze shifted to Emmeline's face, and she smiled enviously, "Your girlfriend is so beautiful!"

Abel said, "You're beautiful too."

The girl and her companion walked away, feeling shy.

"Hehe," Emmeline laughed at Abel, "Are you so popular?"

"You're also popular." Abel said, "Look at all those men."

Emmeline knew that many men were staring at her infatuatedly.

Someone had already walked to the trash can and kept looking back.

"Fortunately, they didn't come to talk to me." Emmeline smiled, "Otherwise, what would I say?"

"How dare they come and talk to you?" Abel's lips curled, "I'm not dead."

Emmeline stuck out her tongue.

Indeed, Abel's imposing and dominant appearance and powerful aura kept strangers away.

Who would dare to come and talk to her?

It would be suicide for them if they did.

While talking, they arrived at a karaoke bar.

The two of them held hands and went in.

They booked a private room, and the waiter brought fruit and drinks.

Emmeline was choosing songs at the station.

She keeps flipping through the songs, not sure which one to sing.

It had been long since she last went to KTV to sing.

Ever since they had the babies, they had fewer opportunities for entertainment.

"I remember you sang a song from Undefeated," Abel said, "It sounded really good."

"'Undefeated?" Emmeline squinted her eyes and said, "I don't remember. When was that?"

"It was when you dressed up as Emmett and flirted with me." Abel reminded her, "You sang it at the Imperial Palace."

"Ah." Emmeline remembered, "You still remember Emmett?"

"Do you have the nerve to ask?"

Abel glared at her and said, "You almost made me fall in love with that boy. I've reflected on it several times privately. Is my sexual orientation really in question?"

"It seems like my cross-dressing was a success!"

Emmeline laughed and said, "The next time I dress like that, I'll go out and flirt with girls with you."

"You are naughty!" Abel sat on the sofa and slapped her butt.

Emmeline giggled.

"The world is so ridiculous, and being infatuated is so boring..." Abel hummed a few lines. "Sing this one, quickly."

Emmeline tilted her head and smiled. "You're good at it, Abel. It sounds pretty good even if you just sing it casually!"

"I can't." Abel smiled, "I'm not talented."

"That's just you being modest." Emmeline looked at his handsome face, "Why don't you sing for me first?"

"Then I'll give it a try." Abel asked, "What song does my babe want to hear?"

Emmeline pressed one knee on his thigh and rubbed his hair, laughing.

"Abel, aren't you awesome? You even let me choose a song!"

"I'm just playing with you." Abel hugged her affectionately and said, "Besides, even if I sing off-key, you can't make fun of me."

"I won't make fun of you." Emmeline laughed, "I'll just open the private room door and let the guests outside make fun of you!"

"You surprise me." Abel said with a hint of grievance, "The most poisonous thing is a woman's heart! You want to use the borrowed knife to kill your husband!"

Emmeline giggled, "It's just a song. You're going too far, aren't you?"

"Then let's choose a song!" Abel let go of her and stood up, then took advantage of his height to rub her head, "Let me show you something!"

"Let's make it clear first." Emmeline's beautiful peach blossom eyes glanced at him, "They can earn by singing, but your voice can be deadly."

"I sing well." Abel said, "You are discouraging me. If you think my singing would kill you, then hurry up and open the door."

"Are you saying that I should run for my life?" Emmeline asked with a smile.

"It's not about running for your life." Abel laughed, "Since I rarely sing, I need some backup, even if you don't like it!"

Emmeline laughed, "You're too mean! You're making me doubt whether you can do it or not!"

"Do you not know if I can do it?" Abel whispered, "Who was begging for mercy?"