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"Of course, I have something to say." Victor looked serious.

Hedy nodded, looked at Victor expectantly, and urged in her heart: "Spit it quickly, admit your fault, praise me for being worthy of my name, and praise my son for having a great mommy.

But--

Victor said: "Leaving the bowl unwashed overnight, will breed bacteria. I suggest you wash it before sleep."

Hedy went silent resignedly, again.

"You stop.

Hedy couldn't bear it anymore

She thought she had a good temper. Especially when the baby was born, she chanted various scriptures every day to stabilize her emotions.

But when she met this man, she really couldn't keep calm.

Chanting didn't work now.

This man was so irritating.

Even if he has a handsome face, he still couldn't offset the nasty words from his mouth.

"Get out now, you are not welcome here." Hedy blurted out.

Victor hardly experienced women's mercurial personality in his life. The woman was about to jump up and scream. Looking at her, Victor thought she looked cute.

"So, in order not to let me wash the dishes for you, you want to drive me out to sleep?" Victor 's talent for acting was also very good, with an innocent and incredible look. Hedy's brain crashed.

She repeated his words in her mind.

"Do you want to wash the dishes?"

The richest man in X City, was willing to wash the dishes for her?

Hedy was flattered at this moment. This plot violated all rules of physics.

Victor nodded, "You cook, I wash. The division of labor between men and women, isn't this the core value of socialism?"

With that said, he cleaned up the dishes on the table, and walked to the kitchen.

Hedy felt that the world was a bit magical.

She followed and saw that her nightdress only covered the man's buttock. Although the skirt was loose, it looked just right on him, even a little tight.

If the man bended over to wash the dishes a little bit more, she can see the edges of his underwear.

"Wait a minute..."

Hedy quickly realized something was wrong.

"What does it mean to bend over when he washes the dishes? He knows I am peeking, so he is posing for me?"

Hedy's face flushed again.

Day by day, her face was flushed repeatedly, therefore it couldn't stand the irritation anymore. Right now her face was not only red and hot, but also a little bit painful.

Victor had already finished washing. He passed Hedy with a satisfied smile, "I'm sleepy, let's go to sleep."

This tone was between old couples.

This was Hedy irritated by him daily.

She walked into the kitchen and checked it. The tall man didn't look like that he could do housework. But when he really did it, it was pretty well done. The dishes and chopsticks were very clean, not to mention, even the table top was cleaned up.

But Hedy did not cooksuch a bowl of noodles late at night, just to watch Victor wash the dishes.

What she wanted, Victor did not give her yet.

This made her feel uncomfortable.

She felt really like Victor's Philippine maid.

So, Hedy went into the bedroom and saw him holding Leo in bed. She could not help but stretching out a finger to poke him.

He didn't move, neither did he react at all.

But Hedy knew that he must be pretending.

Children fell asleep as soon as they ate and lay down. Adults were not like them.

"Hey, wake up, I have something to say."

Hedy lowered her voice and continued to poke the man.

Seeing that the man still had no reaction at all, Hedy Walker threw an ultimatum directly, "If you are so uncooperative, I will take my son back to Europe tomorrow."

The man opened his eyes for a second, his eyes were deep and clear, and he looked directly into Hedy's heart.

Hedy panicked, got up quickly, and walked out.

Soon, after hearing the sound of footsteps, Victor also walked out.

"Are you so eager to be alone with me?" Victor gave a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth.

Hedy reacted quickly to him, "Aren't you first? You are the one to hide in my house, waiting for me to come back!"

"Don't be so harsh."

"You are being unreasonable."

"So, what do you want to say?" Victor walked to the sofa and sat down, reached out and picked up a pillow, ready to bolster his waist.

As a result, he felt a pair of bras under the pillow.

They were pink, with lace edges.

They looked very sexy.

"34B?" Victor raised an eyebrow.

Hedy's face blushed again. It was almost purple now.

"It's 34C+. And you are no gentleman."

Hedy hurriedly rushed over, snatched the pink bras from his hand, and trot and threw them to the laundry basket.

Just this way, the momentum immediately weakened.

She had lost her majesty to question him.

Hedy suddenly felt aggrieved.

"The noodles are delicious."

Victor said with a light tone and a serious expression.

With this sudden change of style and topic, Hedy didn't know how to respond.

"My son didn't lie, you are indeed a good mom, at least you cook well." Victor praised sincerely.

Hedy felt less frustrated.

"Facts speak louder than words.

Therefore, please don't make any assertions about anything in the future. At least you have to see with your own eyes." Hedy showed her point with reasons.

Victor smiled and nodded, "It's getting late, go to sleep."

Sleeping again?

Hedy's mouth twitched.

The two lay back on the bed again.

Leo was sleeping soundly.

Hedy turned back and slept with the big IKEA pillow.

Victor lay down, but couldn't sleep.

He was picky about beds. That

aside, nowy Hedy 's long hair spread out, and some hair strands, were right at the tip of his nose. He was breathing in the body scent of a woman.

It made him horny.

Damn it, Victor held his breath in discomfort.

He could feel his erection, and a huge one.

He stared at the woman's back, doubting for the first time in his life. This woman was sent by heaven to punish him, right?

He kept his mind still for decades, and now he was losing control to her?

What trick was this?

Victor breathed out slowly, got up, opened the door and walked out.

Hedy, who finally fell asleep, heard the door opening. Although it was very subtle, she woke up. She squinted and sighed inwardly. Why did she provoke such a big devil? en.swhovels.net

What did he want late at night, instead of sleeping?