Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 1135

"Bad, bad people! Oooh-"

Snowy was so angry that she cried loudly with her hands over her eyes.

Lucas took a look, black face froze for a moment, then spread his hands, slightly apologetic ready to return the note, "Sorry,dear baby, I did not mean to, I will give the note to you, so you can be the lucky one, Okay?"

"No!" Snowy gas began to blaze English, "You are bad man!"

"Hey, children can not curse!" Lucas hands propped up on the table, self-proclaimed justice with foreign language even coaxing and threatening, "I am a guest know, treat guests to be polite, shouting, your daddy mommy will beat your ass oh!"

Snowy paused for a second, then cried even louder when she heard it.

I hurriedly got up and went over to calm the child.

Hold Snowy in his arms, patient and gentle comfort, "It's okay, it's okay to not have a gift, mommy and daddy will share all the future good luck to Snowy, Snowy is still the luckiest one ......"

I'm over here being bitter, Lucas is acting like a nobody, sitting down directly in my place and preparing to eat.

Dennis put down the knife and fork in his hand, his expression was cold and frightening, and he directly gave the order of expulsion, "Today is a family dinner, outsiders are not welcome, so no more delivery."

Without waiting for Lucas to say anything, another voice in broken English floated from the doorway, "Dennis, don't be so petty, how can you kick out a guest?"

The woman's figure is well-proportioned, and her red dress with sliding shoulders completely reveals her sexiness, especially when it comes to the deep and long career line.

When these two walk down the street, anyone can see that Quinn is worth a lot of money.

When they got closer and saw the woman's face clearly, a wave of disgust rose up in their hearts.

Sure enough, it was her, Olivia, and her face had moved quite a bit more than the last time, but the smug nuclear hostility toward me innate in her eyes had not abated in the slightest.

Probably this is the so-called good people do not live long, the disaster left a thousand years it, I have so many people in my life, dead, dead, scattered, only she, in the road to death tirelessly.

As they spoke, they had arrived at the table.

"It's been a long time." Olivia inclined her head, smiling without showing her teeth, with just the right amount of politeness and the rare manners of a lady of the house.

It is indeed easy to be fooled by her disguise if you don't know her past, just like these two niggers.

Long time no see? I'd rather not!

Weasel to chicken, no good intentions, do not want them to spoil the atmosphere of the New Year's Eve dinner, I pulled a face, in the heart of some wording, ready to directly expel people.

Unexpectedly, at this time, another maid rushed in.

"Mr. Mrs. George, a guest has arrived."

As soon as the words fell, the sound of footsteps mixed with leather shoes and high heels came into the hall, and soon, Benjamin and Jannings appeared in front of the crowd with smiles on their faces.

Dennis and my face are hard to see can not, a good day, the return of the missing shadow, should not come, all together.

What do you call this!

Benjamin began to play his, again, the magic of self-hypnosis skills, "it seems that we are here at the right time, Christmas Eve, is to be together as a family, that is called reunion."

Dennis narrowed his eyes, calmly examining him without saying a word, but his body is surrounded by the imposing aura of non-anger.

Such a sense of oppression is enough for the person facing it to properly speculate whether the words that come to his lips should be spoken.

But that obviously didn't work for Benjamin.

He put on a generous face of innocence and said knowingly, "Brother, you are also eager to witness this deceased person, right?"

"What people?" I can't wait for him to continue to sell the story, too many uninvited guests today, the door to add to the traffic, I don't want to see one of them, must first ask.

The corners of Benjamin's mouth rose slightly, pushing the frames of his glasses on the bridge of his nose, the smile in his eyes deepened, "So it's still the sister-in-law who is more nostalgic."

After saying that, he pursed his lips meaningfully, then looked towards the door, his voice raised slightly, "Come in, sister-in-law will not be blamed for the past!"

What's the past?

Another one of my enemies?

Inexplicably, I followed his line of sight and looked over for a long time before an older man in plain clothes came in by the door.

He stood in the doorway with restraint, his whole body looking ruffled, his eyes weak and pleasing, and his mouth muttering a call, "Mrs. George, are you all right? ......"

"You know me?" I pointed at myself, completely confused.

It was Olivia, as if she remembered something, who stared at the man carefully, "Haven't we met somewhere before?"