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

walked out and saw the

in place, his fingers stiffened, not

He must be dazzled.

Clara blindly, he

mist of

eyes.

stretched out her hand tremblingly, and actually

hand and choked

as if she was afraid that she would lose

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

and asking this and that: “Over there, are

usually eat? Are you

in her eyes, Clara

unique taste, and there are salmon

want to eat, Mom

originally said no,

beef you cooked, and it should

aback for a moment, and

make it for you right now. I knew you wanted to eat spicy food before, but you are not allowed

she nodded obediently:

she had another chance to cook a meal for

I dare not ask for

remained where

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

could only utter a few words: “Hey…

behind, looking

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dreams when he

couldn’t tell whether it was reality or

would walk too fast and make

Alana’s arm, and

originally quite lively, suddenly became

and stopped looking at the data and emails on