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Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies novel Chapter 1006

In the next ten minutes, Christian was able to see what it means to dislike people at the highest level.

That is clearly you listen to George did not say a dirty word, but biased every word into a cold sharp edge, ruthlessly into your heart.

And these sharp blades are incredibly dense.

By the time George finished, Christian already felt like he was being poked through a sieve.

What's even more irritating is that after George finished, he deliberately blinked his pretty peach blossom eyes and pretended to be worried, "I'm really sorry Mr. Ball, I'm a person who speaks straight, you asked me to criticize you and I said so much, you wouldn't hold a grudge and want to retaliate against me in private, right?"

Christian: "......"

He really thought so in his heart!

I even thought of a time and place and planned to make George pay for this remark tonight.

But when George said so, if Christian dares to do it, it is not to hit himself ah.

Christian is so angry that the sky is flying.

And also can only break the teeth and blood to the stomach to swallow, "of course not, it is originally I let you say well, if I am so vindictive, does not it look petty?"

George succeeded in his scheme and smiled with a smug smile, "So, I knew you were a generous man, Mr. Ball."

After a pause, also raised a hand to pat Christian's shoulder, "Then you will need someone else to testify to the error then remember to find me oh, I promise to help you!"

"...... is good."

As we were talking, Bonnie and Anna came back.

George saw fit to return to his seat.

The barbecue party continues.

When the food was almost ready, the women and children went to rest inside the house, leaving a group of men outside to clean up the mess.

Christian saw the moment and hurriedly suggested that he would go out and buy sodas for everyone.

"Then I'll have an iced Coke!" Erika said immediately, raising her hand.

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