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?”

didn’t dare to say

walked out and saw the

in place, his fingers stiffened, not even daring to

He must be dazzled.

can see Clara blindly, he can

the mist of

eyes.

out her hand tremblingly, and actually touched Clara’s

Alana’s hand and choked up,

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

are you back?” Alana touched Clara’s cheek, but her trembling voice couldn’t conceal her

and asking

you

Clara

taste, and there are salmon slices that

and cried: “What else do you want to eat, Mom will make it for

no, she was

cooked, and it

a moment, and

make it for you right now. I knew you wanted to eat spicy

refused to let go, she nodded obediently: “Yeah, I want to eat it even in my dreams! I’m

sore, but finally she had another chance to cook a meal for her beloved little

seems that I dare

remained where he

turned her head and waved: “Dad, don’t be bored in the house!

he could only utter a few words: “Hey… good

closely behind, looking at Clara without

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never dreams when he

couldn’t tell whether

too fast and make too much noise, which would wake him

held Alana’s arm, and Craig followed,

which was originally quite lively,

down the tablet in his hand and stopped looking