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?”

hell-he didn’t dare to say

walked out and saw the figure outside

his fingers stiffened, not even daring

He must be dazzled.

if he can see Clara blindly, he can take a little

lips trembled, and the mist of

eyes.

hand tremblingly, and actually touched

grabbed Alana’s hand and choked

any longer, a tear fell down, as if she was afraid that she would lose sight of Clara, so she

cheek, but her trembling voice couldn’t

like before she was alive, nagging and

you usually eat? Are you dressed well? Will

in her eyes, Clara said

have a unique taste, and

else do you want to eat, Mom will make

no, she

beef you cooked, and it

taken aback for a moment, and couldn’t help but burst out laughing with

his eyes and said, “Okay, Mom will make it for you right now. I knew you wanted to eat spicy food before, but you are not allowed to eat it for

a little girl, Clara hugged Alana’s arm and refused to let go, she nodded obediently: “Yeah, I want

another chance to cook a meal for her

seems that I dare

where he

“Dad, don’t be bored in the house! Come

parted, and finally he could only utter a few words: “Hey…

closely behind, looking at Clara

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dreams when

a moment, I couldn’t tell whether it was

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

arm, and

first floor, which was originally quite lively,

hand and stopped