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Chapter 1558
Alex was very happy to see Christopher, “Grandpa, are you back?”
“En.”
Christopher responded, then walked to Amanda and stopped. Slid his hand into a trouser pocket, another well-defined big palm shuttled into his long hair, touched his face, “Did you wait for me?”
He had a rich and mellow masculine taste, and The clear dew and cold at night smelled particularly good.
Amanda raised her eyes. He stood against the light, blocking all her light strongly.
The entire space became quiet and quiet because of his arrival. This is the aura of a man, as powerful as an emperor.
“I thought you wouldn’t be back.” Amanda replied.
“Yes ah, my grandfather, my grandmother this afternoon we saw, a beautiful aunt, grandfather, honest account, you are not to busy to talk today by this beautiful aunt went to fool around?”
Little milk To show that he was angry, he folded his two small arms and hugged his chest.
Christopher raised his sword eyebrows, then looked down at Amanda, “You saw me this afternoon? Why didn’t you call me?”
Alex snorted, “Of course we don’t want to disturb Grandpa! By the way, Grandpa, Grandma has said that she can’t forgive you when you come back tonight. She wants to make it impossible for you to get out of bed tomorrow!”
“…”
Oh my God, what is Alex talking about?
Amanda didn’t expect him to say that.
She quickly kicked the little milk bag under the table.
“Heh,” a deep, magnetic voice rang above her head, “Mrs. Lu, do you want me to not get out of bed tomorrow?”
“I don’t have…”
“Of course, grandpa, this is the soup that grandma specially asked to stew for you, wolfberry and bullwhip soup!” Alex said quickly.
“…”
Amanda was dumbfounded. How did Alex know that this was bullwhip soup?
She quickly realized a problem, could Alex be acting all the time, right?
Where did that silly sweet little Alex go?
Little scheming!
It’s really scheming!
At this moment, Christopher lowered his tall body and kissed her on the forehead. He whispered in a low voice, “Don’t think about it, I’m in the company today. Butler Ye can testify for me, that Liya I met her later. She said something to tell me. When I got into the car, I found that she had things to say, so I drove her off halfway.”
Really?
Amanda quickly reached out and pushed him. What is he doing? In the dining room, with so many people, he actually kissed her on the forehead.
“Ah, grandpa and grandma, I have a needle eye!” Alex quickly covered his eyes with his small hand.
Amanda directly pushed Christopher away.
Christopher’s handsome, knife-cut silhouette was filled with joy and softness. He sat on the main seat of the dining table and began to eat.
“Sir, which dish would you like to eat?” the cook who was waiting at the table asked cautiously.
Christopher looked at the bowl of wolfberry stewed bullwhip, “Just the soup.” The cook served Christopher a bowl of soup.
Seeing him order this bowl of soup, Amanda said, “…”
He misunderstood.
She didn’t let this bullwhip soup stew, and she didn’t say that he would not be able to get out of bed tomorrow. Obviously, he took it seriously.
At this moment, her hand under the table was grasped by a big, well-defined palm, and Amanda’s heart jumped and she wanted to pull her hand back.
But unable to withdraw, Christopher held her tightly.
The temperature in the restaurant rose, full of warmth. Ambiguousness.
Tonight is a sleepless night.
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