Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 862

"......"

Mayme looked at Marcy, who was only a finger away from her in front of her, with wide eyes and said, "Uncle, are you asking for a package?"

"You can think so if you want to!"

The Marcy's voice was a tess husky, looking at her with extremely ambiguous eyes.

"Does that mean that all the property in your name is mine?"

"Of course, the people are yours, and the property is naturally yours!"

So many, many bills floating in front of her ......

Confining her in her arms, Marcy hooked up a faint smile and asked, "How's that? Does it feel like a good deal?"

"Well, it's a good deal!"

"So you mean to take me in?"

Looking at her delicious cherry-like red lips, Marcy couldn't help but want to kiss them.

Mayme suddenly pushed him away and looked at him, saying, "Uncle, what do you want again?"

Of course I want to fuck you, but Marcy did not dare to say it, but smiled with an ambiguous face and said, "Since you have promised to take me, of course you are doing what should be done between us?"

"Uncle, did you misunderstand what I meant?"

"I do think it's a good deal to take you in, and it's not a loss, but it's not what you have in mind to take, I mean to recognize you as a great uncle, so that we are a family, and yours is mine, how good!"

I don't know why, when hearing her say these words, Marcy's eyes flashed with a touch of loss, originally it was just to tease her and see what her reaction to him was, but I didn't expect that the weight in her heart was only relatives.

"Mayme, do you hate me so much?"

Marcy looked into her eyes, trying to see the answer she wanted in her eyes.

"If you say not hate that is false, from the day we met, you have not less bullying me, and in w country, obviously there is no longer my business, you still do not let me leave, but also from time to time bully me, to be honest quite hate you, but look at you recently in order to help my sister east and west, I do not hate you! "

Mayme is an idiot about love, simply can't tell what her feelings for Marcy are at the moment, and doesn't know why her heart is sour sometimes.

With a thud, the elevator doors opened and Mayme took the lead, taking the keys out of her bag and saying to Marcy behind her, "Uncle, come in and I'll help you with the wound on your forehead!"

"No, I'll handle it myself later!"

Opened the door, Mayme pulled him in as soon as he could, sat down on the sofa, and said, "You can't handle yourself well, or I'll do it!"

Mayme took out the medical kit, Mayme took out the iodine and cotton swabs, dipped them in some disinfectant and gently helped disinfect the wound on his forehead, Mayme was in a semi-crouching position at the moment, and the beauty of her chest fell into Marcy's eyes.

The fragrance of the young girl's body slowly spread along the tip of his nose to his whole body, only to feel a current rising from below, his abdomen tightened, and his breathing began to become rapid.

After disinfecting, Mayme took a band-aid and put it on the wound, smiling, "There!"

A turn, Mayme the whole person thrown in Marcy's arms, may be an instinctive reaction, in the moment of the fall, he instinctively reacted to try to grab something, although she was grabbed, but the hand, although through the pants, but Mayme can still feel its hot temperature.

"What is this? Why is it hard and hot?"

Just as Mayme's other hand tried to reach over as well, it was grabbed by Marcy's hand, and with an ugly expression on her face, she said coldly, "Stop!"