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Love after Divorce novel (Violet Elliott) novel Chapter 893

Hearing his words, Violet couldn't help but smile.

This man how to live more and more childish?

Did he not have such a small one ever?

Not from a small one, grow up to this appearance?

If he will eat, drink and shit by himself when he is a little one, then he has become a genius.

Louis took the new disposable diapers and was ready to change them on his son.

The little guy closed his eyes and let him do it, only when Louis just lifted his little feet and wiped his bottom, the little guy suddenly let out a fart.

Then

Louis just felt a rush of heat on his body.

He subconsciously closed his eyes, and when he reacted, his face turned black to a pot.

Bastard, actually sprayed shit on his body!

He wanted to throw this little thing out of what to do!

Violet was watching every move over here, and when she saw Louis' miserable face, she couldn't help but let out a giggle.

The more you think about it, the funnier it gets and the louder you laugh.

Mr. Johnson, who always loves cleanliness, was actually made a mess by his son!

Louis' face was black as charcoal, and his heart was full of depression.

But when he heard Violet's laughter, the anger in his heart was slightly dispersed.

As long as his daughter-in-law is happy, he is happy even if he falls into the shit.

However

"Honey, I need to borrow your bathroom to take a shower, so go get a set of clothes for me."

He had to take this opportunity to ask for some benefits to do so.

Violet moved her lips, rather than wanting him to use her own bathroom.

But when she thought of his wretched appearance, she got out of bed and went to find clothes for him.

She didn't have any men's clothes on her side, so she called Daniel and asked him to sponsor it.

Soon, the servant brought her brand new men's underwear and outerwear and pajamas.

Violet takes her smoky gray loungewear and walks to the bathroom and knocks on the door.

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