Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Emmeline’s eyes curved into a crescent moon, and her misty eyes flickered with charm. “I know exactly where your clothes are, down to the layer and compartment. Do I still need to look?”

Abel felt heavy in his heart. Emma is such a lovely little woman. He reached out his hand to touch her delicate little face. But as soon as his hand was stretched out, he quickly retracted it. It was better not to awaken his desire again.

After changing clothes, Abel helped Emmeline squeeze toothpaste and wash her up. Then the two of them went downstairs. Emmeline stretched her arms to him and said as she did yesterday, “Hubby, hold me.”

Abel was stunned, but Emmeline looked at him with sweet expectation. He could not bear to disappoint her, so he stretched his arms and lifted her. Emmeline affectionately hugged his neck and kissed him on the cheek, “You are such a good hubby.” Abel shivered with a start.

The next second, he bit his tongue and recited a spell in his heart. I am a monk. I am a monk, Emma is a wooden puppet, and Emma is a wooden puppet. Finally, they arrived safely at the restaurant. Abel placed Emmeline on a chair and sighed a long sigh of relief.

“Am I heavy?” Emmeline pouted.

course not,” Abel hurriedly replied.

sigh as if I’m

curved into a crescent moon, and her misty eyes flickered with charm. Emmeline nodded. She thought she was overweight and was thinking about losing weight. Kendra made cereal, eggs, and buns, along with a few kinds of vegetables. Abel fed Emmeline while eating.

are troublesome. It will take another twenty

weren’t for this, how would I have the chance to

take care of me like this and ignore yourself. I can’t bear to see you suffer.” Emmeline said.

when I get old and can’t walk or see clearly. After all, you’re several years younger than me.” Emmeline smiled and took a bite of the cereal,

her another spoonful of cereal and said, “Then eat more. You need energy. Don’t always think about losing weight. It’s useless!” “But what if I become as fat

want anyone to think I’m abusive towards you.” Emmeline managed to swallow the cereal. Otherwise, she would have to spit it all over Abel’s face. For the first time, she