Cold CEO Pampering Wife Diary

Standing in front of the familiar bar on the familiar street, Jack let out a sigh in his heart, the youth in the past was so dazzling that it made him jealous.

"Why don't I just go to the medical school with you and recollect your past youth? Why are you standing here and feeling sad for the good thing? If you cry, I'm not in the mood to coax you." Cary looked at Jack and gave him such a mocking remark and went straight into the bar.

"Cary, if you can be less sharp tongued, I will definitely kneel down to thank God for his help." Jack shouted at Cary from behind, and finally followed him in reluctantly.

After so many years, the bar remained unchanged, except that its popularity was no longer as it used to be. The cottage was still the same one he had lived in. Jack had been keeping glancing at it since he opened the door, everything had changed, just like he and Bess.

"Hello guys, what would you like to drink?" The voice of Fred came from the bar counter, he carefully mixed some drinks in his hand.

Jack and Cary sat in front of the bar counter, took off their coats casually, and put them on the back of the chair.

"Boss, do you have any specially made wine here?" Jack said experienced.

"Special wine? Is this the favorite drink of all the students in the medical school nearby a few years ago? Are you schoolmates? " When he heard the word of Jack, Fred was surprised and looked up at the two men.

still here." Said Jack, looking at the bar counter. The wines in the bar seemed to be very valuable, but here was so quiet, so he was surprised. "There should be a lot of people right

few years ago, no student in the medical school was allowed to come to this street. It has been desolate for many

bar before, are

good as those top students in medical school. I once worked in this bar, and as a tinge student of your school, I knew that I am not good at medicine, so I gave up early. Fortunately, I took over this small bar, thus making a live." Fred wiped his hands with the tablecloth

of him and

is not as calm as I am, and she has just gone out for a walk," Said Fred in a careless manner. "Help yourselves to the drink and just take the wine in my counter, then I won't bother you." Then Fred left the bar counter and sat on

those frivolous stories, he felt exhausted. His bar was like a box of memory about his youth, while others only came here occasionally to recall, but he always lived here, as if he had been exhausted and inhabited

Cary tasted it and the pungent taste spread along his tongue,

loves to drink and said that there is freedom in the wine. I don't know how she could say such childish and precocious

today? What happened again? Did you quarrel with your

wine, and his face was a little red. "Besides, I had a five-year-old

bottle and filled the glass, now his angular features were not as cold as before, frowning

you a child? How did it happen? Why didn't you

pregnant,