Hey, My Twins Babies

Brian looked at Winnie with a frown and Winnie’s words finally let his calm heart move.

"Who else would it be?"

Brian asked Winnie, he knew she did not have an answer, and even if she gave her answer, he would not believe her, After all, at that time he and Winnie were unrelated.

"Emily, Daenerys, I, even all women of this age could be. Don't say it too absolute, and don't say she is your savior. Wendy......"

Winnie wanted to speak but stopped, wanted to continue to remind him, but finally she controlled herself. She had already warned Brian, if he knew she was not a random talking person, he would know it.

If he did not believe her, he would be suspicious even if she told him the truth. In this sense, everything she said was superfluous.

"Forget it, no matter that I just don't like you to be with Wendy, if you insist on staying with her, then none of us will live an easy life."

Winnie warmed him, anyway, she would be alone in the rest of her life, and playing with them could kill her time.

At the same time as Winnie was speaking, Brian had already eaten up a bowl of noodles and even the soup. He pushed the bowl inside, and then formally discussed the matter with Winnie.

"Winnie, don't you think your request is too much? I promise you not to marry her, not to have an affair with her, but the care and assistance of friends are necessary."

"When we broke up, you have Stefan, and I have the right to choose what kind of woman to hang out. You said we were strangers and we didn't interfere with each other, so please master the manners to deal with strangers."

Brian's words were very serious, but he was not angry.

"Since we are strangers, why do you still eat the noodles that I cook, why still come to my home? Why should I cook noodles for you as a stranger?"

Brian was not angry, but Winnie was angered. She was sad hearing his words.

What, she asked herself, was all this for? For a man who treated her like a stranger.

Winnie angrily stared at Brian, then sent the empty bowl and chopsticks to the kitCalvin.

At this time, Brian got up and followed behind, he wanted to seriously answer Winnie's question. "Friends, we are friends. I can be friends with Wendy, I can be friends with you too. After all, we have two kids, and we promised them we'd be friends."

Brian’s inconsistent words thoroughly annoyed Winnie, she turned around and glared at Brian regardless of that she was still holding chopsticks.

"Hum... Friends again? I think we are strangers. When you are in a good moon, when you are hungry, I am your friends, when you are in a bad mood, I am a stranger."

"Why, why should you arrange that? Go now. I don't want a selfish friend like you."

shouted angrily and

Looking at her angry and red face

face, angry clear eyes actually touched Brian. He did

months. His mood had been surrounded by anger, and he

at this moment, looking at the woman, his heart was still jumping disorderly rhythm, his desire was still so

intention to leave, so she urged him.

not convinced? This is my house, and I'm driving a stranger

she had finished,

she was about to stretch out her hand to push the man away, only to find that her hand was also controlled by

resisting, but

backward by Brian to the sink, and then the cutlery in her hands was grabbed and threw into the

four months, Brian.thought he had

told him that it was not that he did not have desire, but

passionate and full of desire. But Winnie

a girlfriend was he coming for a thrill? But

gasped and

her glib tongue rested for a while, and she could

like that? A kiss isn't enough, is it? All right,

of anger, but it

out of my way..."

that Brian would continue to kiss her, but she did not expect that

What are you

toward

calm down. Let me down

and hurriedly made a protest. Her protest, however, had little effect on Brian.

to be my surrogate for a second time

the Bennet Group, I won't give you

crazy and in resistance, but

not up to you."

had been put on the bed. When Winnie wanted to escape, he directly pressed on Winnie's

run? Too

kissed Winnie’s lips that he had been

words were all submerged in

forth, the place he missed the most was the scar on her stomach. Yes, it was the same scar and the same scent, nothing

...

passion, the heat of desire