Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Chapter 283 Mom, I Want To Eat Your Cooking

After the meal, the children were jumping around in the living room, and the eight brothers of the Murray family rarely got together, chatting on the first floor while watching Susie playing with Lucy.

Alana looked around, then went upstairs silently.

This year the children are all here, Clara is missing, but Susie is added.

As if nothing has changed, the Murray family has been dead for five years, and they are back to the happy time before.

Near the fourteenth of July, her Clara is coming up.

The children are making delicious food for Clara, the table is full of dishes that Clara likes to eat, and the boss will start to habitually burn incense before eating like Susie did.

I don’t know if she can see Clara again in her lifetime?

Alana went back to the room and stood in front of the window without saying a word, watching the night outside.

Craig put down his reading glasses and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Alana said silently, “Nothing.”

Craig curled his lips, this woman, I really don’t understand it all the time.

Girls will be sentimental, how can they still be sentimental at such an old age?

At this time, the door was knocked lightly.

Alana thought it was Martin, one of them, or Susie and so on.

She tidied up her expression and returned to the nagging old man before.

“Who is it?” She asked as she walked out: “Aren’t you playing downstairs? What’s wrong, you’re breaking the sky again?”

The door opened, Alana’s pupils shrank, and she was completely stunned!

Craig didn’t hear Alana speak for a long time, and saw her standing at the door in a daze, as if she had lost her soul.

He stood up, frowned and asked, “What’s wrong? Have you lost your soul?”

dare to say

when he walked out and saw the figure outside the door, he was

in place, his fingers stiffened, not even daring

He must be dazzled.

Clara blindly, he can take

of tears rose

eyes.

hand tremblingly, and actually touched Clara’s

hand and choked up,

as if she was afraid that she would lose sight of Clara, so she

Clara’s cheek, but her trembling voice couldn’t

before she was alive, nagging and asking

Are you dressed well? Will it

tears in her eyes, Clara said

unique taste, and

laughed and cried: “What else do you want

originally said no,

beef you cooked, and it

was taken aback for a moment, and

his eyes and said, “Okay, Mom will make it for you right now. I knew

a little girl, Clara hugged Alana’s arm and refused to let go, she nodded obediently: “Yeah, I want to eat it even in my dreams! I’m so

finally she had another chance to cook a meal for

that I dare

where he

and waved: “Dad, don’t

lips parted, and finally he could only utter a few

followed closely behind, looking at Clara

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dreams when

couldn’t tell whether it was reality or a

dream, he was afraid that he would walk too fast and make too much noise,

Alana’s arm, and Craig

originally quite lively, suddenly became a little

tablet in his hand and