Logan slightly lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on her body, a touch of doubt colored under his eyes, "What did you know at Edward's place?"
The little woman stared at his face and caught a rare thing he didn't know, when she slowly spat out two words in a pretend profound way, "Secret!"
"So this is what you're trying to hide from me?"
"No." Elena immediately explained, "Who said that, I just have some things that are still unclear, so I have to ask me to answer some of your questions, and I don't know how to answer them."
Saying that, she tightened her hold on his arm a few notches, "But give me some time and I'll explain it to you."
If she insisted, Rao Logan did not have half a method, had to go with her, big hand tightly see her small hand to clutch in the heart, "Good, I wait for you and I said to myself when."
Elena smiled and rubbed herself intimately in his arms, "Don't worry, it won't take too long."
At least, she knows something he doesn't ...... like what happened in the other house ......
Elena's movements were like that of a titillating cat, and Logan was so tickled that he simply grabbed her out of his arms and clasped his hands firmly on her shoulders and said, "No rubbing around."
"Why?"
Elena looked up with a puzzled look on her face.
Logan just felt a headache and couldn't help but curse, "What's the point of all this? Go downstairs and see if Mia has made dinner."
Elena's thoughts were quickly taken away and she nodded, "Okay, then you go on with what you weren't doing earlier, I'll go downstairs and check it out."
"Hmm."
Logan patted the top of her head with a look of relief.
Elena beamed, expressing her dissatisfaction, but the man directly ignored the depression in her eyes and pinched her cheek, saying, "Still not driving there?"
"I know! Young master!" Elena quickly gathered her emotions and quickly trotted off downstairs in a burst of trot.
Logan's voice was faintly heard behind her reminding her not to run, but soon, everything was run to the back of her mind, and even thought of the man's helpless and exasperated look, the corners of her lips involuntarily hooked up a light smile.
Mia looked at the smile on Elena's face when she came downstairs, and the gloom she had just felt dissipated, "Madam is so happy, has she coaxed Mr.?"
"Or what?" Elena grumbled with a skittish laugh, "Logan is so petty, I almost fell for him just now, good thing I'm smart!"
In any case, Mia looked at the young couple's reconciliation and was instantly happy, "You guys, you talk about complaining, but you know best what's in your heart."
The snark in her words caught Elena off guard and she blushed, "What did you say, Mia?"
"I've been there, I've seen it all." Mia laughed lowly.
Elena was flirting with her, her little face flushed red, she only had to urge, "Right, so why don't you go cook, Logan but said for me to come down and supervise you, no more flirting!"
"Yes ......"
Mia nodded her head repeatedly, and the things she was worried about just now were no longer necessary, so she went into the kitchen with a relaxed heart.
At night, Logan came back in the study when the person on the tip of the heart had fallen asleep with the quilt, so that the cold color on his face faded a few points, the rest is all softness.
The body was just lying towards the bed, the little woman was like a self-induced circle directly into him, the small face are satisfied.
Logan is happy and painful, full of helplessness, "Little girl."
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