I have to say, the food made by the chef at Villa Marcy is really delicious. If she wasn't worried that her stomach would not be able to take it if she wanted to eat too much, she would hate to finish all the food on the table.
Touching her stomach, which was already seven times full, Mayme was satisfied and got down from the table.
The afternoon sun softly sprinkled in the garden, as if they were dressed in a golden gauze.
Mayme directly ignored Marcy sitting in the living room, grabbed an apple from a side table and headed outside.
A hundred flowers bloomed in the garden, attracting many butterflies to dance on it.
"Miss Karlsson!"
"Miss Karlsson!"
The servants who were busy with the maids saw her and greeted her one after another.
Some embarrassed slightly nod, they are not misunderstood what.
Mayme saw a glimpse of something different in their eyes.
At that moment, Marcy came out with a jacket in her hand and draped it over her body, her movements gentle, but her tone still icy.
"The wind is strong, your body is not yet well, I will take you to buy a few sets of change of clothes!"
Without waiting for her to say anything, Marcy took her little hand and headed for the garage.
Wow, the young master is so handsome!"
"Yes! It's the first time I've seen him so gentle with a girl!"
The two maids not far away looked at their departing figures and said with a flowery face.
But they just look, admire and appreciate it, after all, good men are other people's families.
"Hey, I have clothes to wear, I don't need to go buy more!"
The bottom line is that she doesn't really want to go out with him to buy clothes.
"The temperature difference here is relatively large, it does not matter if you have a few more sets of clothes, you girls come to that can not get cold, or you will fall sick later!"
"You know this too?"
Looking at him, Mayme suddenly found that this man knows quite a lot of things, even women know such things as menstruation.
Seeing his look of embarrassment yesterday, she thought he was shy?
Ahem ......
Marcy looked at her with some embarrassment, and saw her dark eyes keep turning, wondering what bad ideas she was playing with again.
"I accidentally heard it before!"
The words fell, taking big steps towards the car.
He couldn't tell her that he had just gone to the computer specifically to look it up!
"You're embarrassed!"
Taking his arm, Mayme pointed at his slightly changed handsome face and smiled.
Seeing a slight blush on his face, Mayme exclaimed as if she had discovered a new land, "Wow, Uncle, you're blushing?"
Mayme shouted loudly as if she was afraid that no one else could hear her, and a pair of small hands kept gesturing at his face.
Marcy's expression got even more uncomfortable when she shouted like that and said in a deep voice, "Stop it!"
Turned around and looked at his cheeks through the car's reflector and there seemed to be a little red.
What's wrong with him?
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