Mayme just got off the bus and saw a woman standing in front of the villa, a pair of beautiful eyes with love and water, a long beige dress with the breeze gently blowing, swaying in the wind, a black big wavy hair will be her palm-sized face set off more charming, this kind of woman is the kind of people a look at can give rise to a strong desire to protect.
When hearing this once he thought is the world's most beautiful, the most beautiful sound, the body trembled violently, the feet think of being nailed fixed general, how to pull can not pull.
Turning her head to look at Marcy's pale, somewhat frighteningly handsome face, Mayme seemed to understand something.
After taking the bouquet down from the car, I heard Mayme's slightly petulant voice shouting at Marcy, "Mr. Williams, what are you doing standing there, why don't you come over and help me with my things!"
Hearing Mayme's cry, Marcy reacted and lifted her long legs towards her, bringing out the flowers a large bouquet of fiery red roses.
Seeing Marcy coming her way, Cindy's heart was thrilled. Eight years, even after eight years away, she had always believed that Marcy had always loved her.
"Marcy, I ......"
She greeted her with a smile, only to find Marcy walking directly around her to the girl who had gotten out of the car.
"Isn't that tiring?"
"What do you think? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be weak today!"
"......"
Mayme ambled in his arms with a shy face, and her small hands were naturally placed on his chest.
A fragrance belonging to a girl instantly filled Marcy's brain, but soon this desire to suppress, he knew at the moment this little girl will be so abnormal is helping him.
"Sorry, it's all my fault for being so rude, go back and I'll rub it for you!
Stroking her long hair, Marcy said with a doting face.
"Mmm!"
The words fell, Mayme's entire body was clinging to his arms, feeling his heart beating hard and gently grabbing his broad palm.
The body is slightly stiff, looking down at the girl in his arms is smiling at her, Marcy suddenly have a kind of unprecedented peace of mind, this feeling to let him feel very solid heart, very warm.
"Didn't you just say you wanted to eat moon cakes? I'll cook them myself later and give you a taste!"
Cindy, who was standing by, heard that Marcy was going to make moon cakes and that the object of eating them was a girl who seemed to be underage.
"Marcy, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I just came back from abroad, can I spend the festival with you guys?"
After so many years of navigating between men, Cindy naturally knows when to do what.
"Sorry, my girlfriend will not be happy!"
Marcy didn't even think about it and refused outright.
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