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 drove

was not angry. Looking at

did not know

from him, it had been four months. His mood had been surrounded by anger, and

moment, looking at the woman, his heart was

to leave, so she urged

at? Are you not convinced? This is my house, and I'm driving a stranger away in a perfectly normal..."

she had finished,

her hand to push the man

resisting, but failed as

her hands was grabbed and threw into the

had no desires and could go to the

arms, the uncontrollable hormonal desire told him that it was not that he did not have desire, but it was that no

passionate and full of desire. But Winnie had mixed feeling.

a girlfriend was he coming for a thrill? But had he considered

and glared at Brian but did not know what to say.

rested for a while, and she could only express her disapproval with

kiss isn't enough, is it? All right, let's

evil manner. Winnie flushed because of anger, but it was because

out of

that Brian would continue to kiss her, but she did not expect that she was picked up and fell in

me down... What are you

toward the

Let

What Brian wanted to do, and hurriedly made a protest. Her protest, however, had little

now need you to be my surrogate for a second time

even if you give me the Bennet Group,

crazy and in resistance, but still she could not

up to you."

put on the bed. When Winnie wanted to escape, he directly pressed

run? Too late..."

that

all submerged in the

place he missed the most was the scar on her stomach. Yes, it was the

...

of desire