Hello, Mr. Brent novel Chapter 123

Emily's little heart was pounding, and he could no longer control himself and threw himself at the top of his throat.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Franklin coughed under her pressure, "What are you doing, trying to crush me to death?"

Emily grinned and climbed up again. "Smack!" He kissed him on the chin and said, "I'm so light. I'm not even a hundred pounds. How could I crush you to death? Franklin, I didn't expect you to come. I really didn't expect you to come! You don't know how happy I am."

"Idiot." Franklin curled her lips and rubbed her hair.

Emily was so happy that he didn't know what to say.

"Emily, do you know you're playing with fire?" Franklin held her hand, his eyes deep and his voice hoarse.

Emily smiled and said, "Come on, let me burn myself!

Franklin's eyes grew deeper and deeper, and he said in a husky voice, "Okay, I'll wait and see."

Franklin was refreshed early in the morning. He opened his eyes and got out of bed. He pulled the curtains open and the sun shone in. At the height of 18 floors, you can overlook half of the city.

And someone, like a puddle of mud, was so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger.

The sun pierced her eyes, and she only moved her eyelashes.

Then he pulled the quilt and covered his head.

"Can't you get up? I heard Lisa is taking you to see a project today. If you don't get up, you'll be late." Franklin lay down on the bed again and said to someone through the quilt.

"But I'm so sleepy, so tired!" Emily made a muffled sound from the quilt.

Franklin hooked his lips and patted her on the head, "Who made you work so hard last night?"

Emily: ..."

"You're really getting a bargain and being a good boy," Emily asked, lifting the quilt.

Franklin's ears turned red uncontrollably, and he could not help but scold her, "Now that the sun is out, don't say that."

Emily curled her lips, "Sulky."

Then he covered his head with the quilt and closed his eyes for a while.

When Franklin came out of the shower, she staggered out of bed and went to the bathroom with her clothes.

After washing up, she changed her clothes and went downstairs. She didn't expect Franklin to be sitting at the dining table for breakfast.

"Who did it, you?" Emily rushed down and asked with a look of horror.

"They look alike?" Franklin asked Emily, holding a crystal bag in his hand.

Emily shook his head.

Franklin said, "Then I didn't do it."

"It's me." Jason rushed in, still wearing an apron around her waist.