Mr. Nelson Winning His Ex-wife's Heart

Seeing that Edmund was going to stay here, Chelsea had no choice but to get up and go upstairs. She had no choice but to find him a quilt and a pillow.

Edmund followed her upstairs happily. When he arrived at the living room on the second floor, he Laughed out Loud when he saw the sofa. How could the sofa be so narrow?

It was obviously broad and long enough, and comfortable

From the moment he entered the two-story building, he had looked at them carefully. Every piece of furniture and decoration in the house was extremely particular. At first glance, he knew that Frances was a person who enjoyed the taste. How could she make a narrow sofa at home?

It seemed that what she had just said was to make him give up and deliberately Lie to him.

Unexpectedly, Chelsea even learned to tell the lies. It was too bad! Hearing Edmund’s laughter, Chelsea knew that her thoughts had been seen through by him. So she turned around awkwardly and ran back to her room.

When she found a new pillow and quilt from the wardrobe, Edmund followed her to her bedroom.

turned around and saw him casually sitting at the end of her bed. She stomped her feet anxiously and

really insatiable. He had already stayed in her bedroom, but he still barged

“I want this pillow.”

pillow that belonged to her from the bed in his hand. Her hair must be fragrant on her pillow,

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his hand on him, and then went forward to try to take back her

threw over, and easily held her slender wrist and pressed her against the big bed under

legs were pressed against her. Their breaths were almost intertwined. Chelsea was about

close the door of the room. What if Frances passed by her door and saw them hugging each other and falling into bed like this? It would be

bear to look straight at

Chelsea struggled angrily.