Come Back to Me

"No, my brother can drive a car!"

"Go to bed." Shouted Brody coldly.

Melissa looked at him discontentedly and wanted to cry. "No... Daddy is biased. Every time brother raises a request, you will satisfy it, but there is nothing for me. " Standing still with a straight face, Brody looked at Melissa. Seeing that he was indifferent, Melissa cried out and shouted, "Ask mom for it!"

Brody pulled back Melissa who was about to break into the bedroom and coaxed, "Well, what do you want?" This girl, she didn't ask for a gift from Tracy. It was obvious that she was going to complain.

Melissa then looked at Brody with a bright smile. He looked at her with a complicated expression. She really changed her face faster than the weather.

"Wait for your next birthday." Brody had to agree.

Melissa blinked her eyes and looked at him with dissatisfaction. "No, I won't."

"I won't give you a car!"

Melissa widened her eyes and looked at him in confusion. Brody said seriously, "Each of you will have a gem on your next birthday." Anyway, Tracy had a lot of gemstones.

"No... Dad is lying... Melissa will stay in the school. "

"Boarding in school? Why do you think so? " With a darkened face, he looked at Melissa and shook his head. "Go to live in school. Just like Ray, he comes back home only once a month."

Brody frowned more tightly, "You don't study hard, and only think too much."

"I'm not woolgathering. Many children in the countryside live in school at the age of seven or eight."

"What countryside?" Brody was even more confused. *

Melissa shook her head, "Nothing!" She would never tell anyone that Ray took her to a place to play.

you want?" With a darkened face, he looked at

a serious look on her face, she blurted out, while Brody looked at her in disbelief.

said, "You can send brother's car, but why can't you give me a plane? Tell mom!" Frowning, Brody pulled Melissa back and said hesitantly, "I promise

would cheer up happily, but Melissa looked at him suspiciously. Brody frowned and asked, "What else do you want?" Melissa shook her head and stared at his face with a pair of clear eyes, as if she was testing the truth of his words. After all, a five year old child... How

lips twitched. He lowered his head, looked down at Melissa, and said seriously, "When you turn eighteen, the day of adulthood!" She pulled a long face. She looked at Brody with disappointment. Sure enough, she had said that how could a plane be so easy to get?

look on her face. With a gloomy face, he said harshly, "Don't go

him reluctantly and stretched out her finger, "Pinkie!" Brody had to

to sleep!" Brody said sternly. Then

door open and walked into the room. The big one and the small one seemed to be sleeping soundly. He walked quietly to the bedside, bent down and kissed the child on the cheek. Then he looked at Tracy, who was sleeping soundly beside the baby. Looking at her sleeping eyes, he smiled and couldn't help but stretch out his fingers

hand in

her up. At this time, Tracy also suddenly opened her eyes. Looking at him in a daze. He smiled, lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek. "Go to

at noon?" Tracy said seriously, "I just finished

a while. Don't be too tired!" Feeling sorry for him, Tracy tried to pull his arm.

looked at Tracy worriedly. Tracy was stunned

in a low voice, "Although it's

looked at him

looked down at the child's sleeping face and said sadly, "You have spoiled Melissa to be lawless. This will definitely be the second

head, there was an imperceptible sympathy in his eyes. He suddenly felt it funny, and Tracy was really pitiful. If she knew what her dear daughter had done, would she still say

about nothing. Take care

child with a smile in his black eyes and said with love, "Look

be as naughty as Melissa when she grows up. " Tracy

Wendy?" Tracy suddenly remembered

said, "Yes. According to you, there are one

smiled, "One hundred and eight is an auspicious number in the Buddha beads. It means perfect. Now..." Tracy smiled and said, "I hope

held Tracy in his

laugh or cry. She pushed him away and asked, "What's