The Innocent Wife of Scheming President novel Chapter 168

Alan's hand stopped moving, the silly girl is still worried about him. He kisses her lips. "Foolish girl, if I can't protect you well, I can't come to you so brazenly. What can they do now? But you, girl. I can't allow you to shrink back, OK? We have wasted five years. There are not many five years in our life to waste. It's good that you stay with me. You don't have to worry about other things. "

"Um." She believed what he said.

After taking a bath, he was full of energy, but her legs were still a little shaky. She gave him a sad look. Alan said with a smile, "Don't look at me like this, or I want to eat you again."

Olive hurriedly went to get dressed. It seemed that it was not early outside. She didn't have much time to play with him. "What time is it?"

"Do you have anything to do?"

"Go to work, do you think everyone can like you. No one can blame you if you sleep to midnight."

He went up to hold her. "Then you are the boss's wife. You don't have to work so hard. I'll make money for you."

Olive became serious at this time. "Alan, I know you can raise a hundred thousand of me and Annie, but I hope I can have something I like to do. I like my work very much."

Alan holds her face with a smile, "look at you. As long as you don't leave me and stay by my side, I will support you in whatever you like to do. I just don't want to see you work so hard again. You should learn to be better to yourself, OK?"

"OK." Her heart was blazing.

"I'll make you breakfast and take you to work after that."

"OK."

He dragged her downstairs. Although she was the mother of four years old child, no, five years old, but her small body was really just a little girl in front of his tall body.

In the restaurant, the roses are still blooming, row by row, kept in vases.

The candlelight dinner they had finished last night had not been cleaned up. He rolled up his sleeves and neatly collected them into the kitchen sink to wash them off.

She followed in and asked curiously, "when did you learn to cook?"

"When you're gone." Olive was stunned and listened to him casually saying, "After you leave me, I felt everything was not delicious. I just want to eat what you did, and then I learn to do it myself, trying to make the dish that looks exactly the same with you.”

Olive was slightly shocked. She went to hug him from behind and put her face on his broad back. "I'm sorry."