Triplets Attack: Game Over Daddy

Chapter 1107 She Is Not Angry

Chapter 1107 She Is Not Angry

However, the phone wasn’t connected, because they could

international calls

Feeling a little annoyed, the hung up the phone, then fell onto the bed and rolled around a few times

For the next few days, Onys was at home, and he had to eat the porridge she made every morning Hence, Jessica had no choice but to wake up

early to make porridge

On this day, Ouys came downstairs. Since it was still early and there was no one in the living room, the maid hadn’t come to clean at this hour.

When he reached the living room, he heard some noise from the kitchen. Then he walked to the kitchen to take a look.

When she saw the woman sleeping and cooking porridge, she almost hit her head on the dining table several times.

Onyx couldn’t help but smile when he saw this. Then, he strode to her side and turned his head to take a look.

Sure enough, her eyes were closed, and her head fell down. Suddenly, she straightened and stretched out her hand to stir the pot.

Sensing that there was someone beside her, she turned her head and jumped in fright.

“Ah…”

she retreated to the side, her waist was protected by

His handsome features carried a trace of tenderness

little warmer.

not quite right to describe him with the word warm, he did not have the

looked at each other, and

realized that it was Onyx, and

go of

them were so close that she was not used to it. When the man smelled the faint scent of orchid

perfume are you using?”

When did she use

rude. She patted his shoulder hard, intentionally trying to shake his

a little pain,

and took a few steps

“It’s burned.”

“My

Is Not

she turned around and became by. It was obving that

pour out the ponülge, and the

can only eat burnt porridge

of porrelge and walked out of

the corners of his lips lifted slightly. He was actually not angry. He felt that this morning were a bit

in this house. His world had always

was

to the stench of blood. The fragrance of the flowers gave him a sense of freshness, and his memory

not ask Tori to eat the porridge. Instead, she