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The president's seventh bride novel Chapter 23

That was really malicious. Alicia was very reluctant in her mind, but she still agreed quickly, "Okay, no problem."

They went downstairs together, and Aurora whispered to her mother, "Mom, this trick really works."

"Yes, if I had known that it worked so well, I should have used it earlier."

"If you use it earlier, it may not be effective. Any method varies from person to person. I feel that only Alicia can subdue my brother."

"Right, Alicia must be the bane of your brother..."

Ahem, seeing that the couple had come over, they quickly shut up. Mrs. Sara gently held her daughter-in-law's hand and asked with concern," Rosie said you were not feeling well, are you better now?"

"I'm much better. Sorry to bother mom."

"It doesn't matter. Then let's eat."

She signaled, and Rosie hurried into the kitchen, carrying a bowl of hot soup and putting it in front of Alicia.

These days, there would be a bowl of such soup every meal. Alicia was used to it. When Alicia pecked at the rice, Mrs. Sara reminded, "Drink the soup while it is hot."

"Okay."

She held up the bowl, and drank it slowly. Mrs. Sara, her mother-in-law said again, "Drink it all. You only drank a third yesterday. When can I have my grandchildren if you drink so little?"

"Ahem..." Alicia suddenly heard such words, and almost blew out the soup in her mouth out of control. She was out of breath with cough, and Aurora and Mrs. Sara were scared to pat her back quickly, "Are you okay?"

Carlos was the nearest to her but behaved indifferently, as if he would save worry if Alicia choked to death.

"Mom, what did you ask me to drink?"

Alicia took a long time to breathe smoothly, and looked at her mother-in-law with a face of horror.

"Tonic soup. It can improve the probability of conception. As long as you drink it for one month, you should be pregnant next month."

"No one dares to enter my room so rashly except you."

"You still have to pay attention to your dress. We are not really husband and wife..."

"Are complaining that I didn't have sex with you?"

Alicia sighed silently, turned around and covered her eyes with one hand, saying, "Wow, what a quick learner. We are birds of a feather. I think you seem to be learning my self-righteousness well, and I also learned from you the habit of not knocking at the door."

She grinned and fled back to her own secret room.

Carlos snorted angrily, "Woman." Unconsciously, he smiled faintly.

After taking a shower, he was still wearing a pair of shorts and lounging on the sofa reading financial magazines. Alicia suddenly opened the door and said, "I give you my number or you give me your number?"

One of her hands covered her eyes. In fact, she had already peeped at the lean and perfect figure of the man in the distance through her fingers. But in this way, it won't be so embarrassing.

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