Wolf President Hooks Up

Chapter 379: How Many Ex-girlfriends Do You Have?

Bradley went to fix her more dishes with his apron still on. What a good househusband!

...

Hazel walked idly to the dining table. Having just washed her face, her skin looked like a peeled white egg, fair and tender.

Looking over at her, Bradley was taken by surprise. The spoon was held stiffly in his hand, and some soup spilled out.

"Hey! Don't make such a mess even if this isn't your house! Look at what you spilled, idiot."

Hazel frowned and shouted, stomping her feet.

Bradley had a sudden urge to smooth her eyebrows with his hand.

Why was a pretty girl always frowning and roaring like that?

"What? Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I wasn't looking."

Bradley looked down at the soup and apologized, picking up a wiper to clean it up.

Hazel sat there carelessly, crossing her legs and pouting,

"Where has your eyes been? What were you looking at if you were not looking at the soup then?"

Looking at you of course! These words almost slipped out of Bradley's mouth.

"Well, I ... I was distracted...."

"Hurry up and bring me the meal. Stop babbling."

Hazel tapped on her chopsticks like a lord.

Bradley flinched and sighed.

Oh, crap.

As an outstanding student from the police academy, he was ordered around by a little girl.

It sucked.

Bradley served all the dishes and washed his hands before sitting down.

Hazel dug in ravenously and asked

"Wow! You cooked all these?"

Bradley rolled his eyes and said, "Of course! Is there a third person in this house? Who else could it be?"

"Not bad, Bradley, not bad at all. It's really delicious! As a good cat you can catch the rat, and as a good househusband you can also cook! Remarkable!"

Hazel had all her attention on the dishes so that she barely looked at Bradley.

...

Bradley was fluttered. He beamed with great delight, fixed his collar and said proudly.

"It takes you long enough to find out! I have always been a good man, ok? Wait, what did you just say? A cat? You called me a cat?!"

Hazel was chewing the pork with her mouth tilted and some juice on her chin.

about catching bad guys? Don't you know it's a metaphor? In

short. He could

That was rubbish.

going

such good dishes, shouldn't we

Hazel beamed at Bradley.

eyes looked as if they could talk,

heart was

if someone was hitting his heart like

Hazel looked at each other for a

eyes glazed as he looked at

raised her eyebrows and waved her hand

dumb? I was just talking to you! Did you get your brain squeezed

come to himself, his

an alcoholic. A woman shouldn't be drinking at

gave

they came across her ex-boyfriend called Lee or something. Since

he take her to the seaside in the

beach, hold each other, and watch the freaking

...

a bit cloudy that night. There weren't

the next day he caught a cold and sneezed all

woman

absolutely couldn't let

didn't reckon himself capable of handling

a few rounds of "negotiations", Hazel opened a few bottles of

our youth! What are

not sure about this. But in the end, he had to

from a glass but

cold sweat

many

bottle, Hazel looked at

Bradley began to cough.

startled that he was nearly

that question

"Why?"

not a secret, isn't it? Everyone has

Bradley's face flushed again.

it, he didn't

the truth, she would

you

you only include the serious relationships in which we had moved in with each other, not the plastic ones

words gave him

Good for her!

must have lived with

...

voice he asked, "You ... you

looking mischievous and cute. Her gaze flitted from

"Oh, let me see...."

What?!

Bradley almost fainted.

that

was a little

so

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255