Chapter Capture a lovely Mr. Rowan alive 1
However, it is estimated that after packing up, she will not dare to live again, which has psychological shadow.
“I will solve it.” Rowan added.
As he finished, Claudia looked at him.
The four eyes were opposite, and the pity in his phoenix eyes was too real, making her eyes hot.
“Oh.” In a faint response, she took the lead in not starting.
Rowan stretched out his hand and rubbed her hair. “When you were asleep, you called your mother.”
Biting her lips, she said for a long time, “You heard me wrong.”
With a sigh, he spread his arms around her and stopped talking.
Think about it, how long did she not sleep until she woke up naturally?
Well, it’s been a long time.
However, she didn’t go to Yuanyang, and her family Ogawa didn’t even have a phone call urging her?
Thinking at sixes and sevens, Claudia sat up with the quilt in his arms and looked around him. It took him a long time to react. This was not her apartment, but Rowan’s apartment.
Perhaps the quilt and pillow were stained with his smell, which confused her.
That person has always had a fatal attraction to himself.
If you think about it any more, it will be dangerous.
Claudia raked his hair and uncovered the quilt.
Where’s Rowan?
Not in the room, did you go to work?
Humming a song, Claudia went into the bathroom to wash.
Two sets of toiletries, one set has been disassembled, should be him.
Claudia frowned while dismantling the other set. Why are there two sets of toiletries here?
The answer was so touching that she did not dare to study it in detail.
When everything was ready, she walked out of the bathroom and saw the man she thought had gone to work standing in the bedroom.
He was wearing a dark blue home suit, which was the same as his dark pink.
“You are still there.”
Claudia jumped up happily and hung himself around his neck to play coquetry.
The woman exudes the laziness of the morning. Rowan bowed his head and approached her, smelling the smell of his mouthwash.
After a sweet and greasy morning kiss, Claudia leaned against his chest panting. He hooked his thin lips with satisfaction. Sure enough, it was his mouthwash and tasted the same.
His big palm touched her back and he whispered, “Have breakfast.”
“Breakfast?” Claudia looked up at him in surprise. “Did you do it?”
“Uh-huh.”
Mr. Rowan’s craftsmanship is really rare.
“Yes, have breakfast.”
She sat in a chair, swinging her two small thin legs, knocking on the table and urging, “Hurry up, starve to death, where is breakfast? Chef Wen, hurry up and serve.”
Rowan walked out of the kitchen with two bowls and stared at her. “What’s the cry!”
Claudia held his chin with one hand and smiled. In front of him, he was pushed a bowl of rice congee with a spoon at hand.
Then he pulled open the chair opposite her and sat down, also a bowl of rice congee and a spoon.
“Eat.”
Stunned for three seconds, Claudia looked down at rice congee and Rowan. He did not dare to believe it and asked, “No?”
Rowan raised his eyebrows and said in his eyes, “What else do you want?”
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Picking up the spoon, Claudia scooped up a mouthful of porridge.
Rowan looked at her, her phoenix eyes glistening, “Is it delicious?”
“Make do.”
“Pa.” The white porcelain spoon was pressed on the table by him, and he stared at her angrily and, uh, wronged.
What’s the matter?
What’s going on in the morning?
Make do?
Ha ha!
Rowan really wants to strangle her!
Who drank the whole bowl last night and told him it was delicious!
Is it because what you did was not as good as last night?
After a moment of anger, Mr. Rowan began to doubt himself again.
Of course, he would not have told her about these mental activities, otherwise the woman would not have pushed her nose and face.
“Finished.” Claudia pushed the bowl away, curled up his legs like a kitten, wrapped his arms around him, and nestled in a chair.
Rowan tidied up the table and threw the bowl into the sink.
When she went out again, she was no longer in the restaurant.
The sword eyebrows a fiercely, he went to the bedroom to find her.
Before entering the door, I heard a woman’s roar inside: “Rowan!”
Pushing open the door, Rowan stood at the door, looking light.