Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

Bonnie was so happy to know that she could go to the wedding that her eyes were shining.

"So when do I get out of the hospital, ah, and clothes, before the preparation of maternity clothes, but now after the birth, maternity clothes are a little too loose, we have to hurry to buy a set to do." When you think about it that way, there's just too much going on!

Gotta get out of the hospital before it's too late.

The crowd glanced at each other, the corners of the mouth hooked up a doting smile, "These things do not need to worry about you, we have long been ready, clothes and even tomorrow's makeup artist, are waiting for you at home."

Bonnie just needs to go for a checkup to make sure that all indicators are within normal values, and then she can go for the discharge procedure.

"Don't worry, all of us will be here with you."

Bonnie sniffed, her heart overflowing with warmth, and nodded heavily.

As it turns out, this matter also does not prove to be urgent.

By the time all the tests were done and out again, it was already 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

After packing up again, I returned to the Pearson Family, and it was already dark.

"Go to your room and get some rest, you'll be following Max to the wedding tomorrow." Old Mr. Pearson kindly reminded.

Bonnie then responded, "Oh yeah, where's my brother, why didn't he come to pick me up from the hospital?"

In the past, this kind of thing, it belongs to Max the most active, will inevitably rush to play the lead.

As a result, they didn't even show up today.

"What's my brother up to?" Bonnie asked curiously.

Old Mr. Pearson smiled mysteriously, "Your brother, ah, is now busy being a fool!"

Huh?

Bonnie didn't quite understand that statement.

Seeing her confusion, Old Mr. Pearson simply dragged Bonnie directly to another restaurant.

Just walking into the living room, I saw Max holding a doll, pouting and looking like he was going to kiss it.

And that expression was extraordinarily affectionate.

How to look sick.

"Brother!" Bonnie called out to him, "What are you doing?"

Hearing Bonnie's voice, Max subconsciously hid the doll behind him, his eyes dodging, "I ...... I'm not doing anything ah, just wandering around blindly, yes, wandering around blindly!" Bonnie's expression was lustful, "You're skulking around blindly, referring to kissing a doll?"

It seems that grandpa was really right.

Brother this brain is more or less a bit of a problem, have to look at it.

I'm afraid I won't be able to kiss the bride and groom at the wedding tomorrow, so I'll practice in advance?"

As a result, Max was embarrassed to be caught on the spot by his most beloved sister.

"Uncle Max," little Joanna walked up with an innocent curiosity in her eyes, "you don't know how to kiss on the mouth, so why did you tell Auntie Talia last time that you couldn't kiss her enough?" Max: "!!!"

He tried to reach out to cover little Joanna's mouth, but it was too late.

"Uncle Max, children can't lie, and adults certainly can't either, you obviously know how to kiss, why do you still say you won't, you're lying!"

Bonnie was laughing so hard next to her that she almost broke the stitches in her wound.

Little Joanna is amazing!

Finally Max lost the battle and weakly explained, "I'm not, I've never kissed Talia in front of so many people, it's embarrassing."

Besides, marriage is a once-in-a-lifetime event, Max is nervous!

"Brother, you must be the most handsome and perfect groom in the world tomorrow, don't be nervous, how you usually kiss, how you will kiss tomorrow." Bonnie encouraged.

Max gave her a look, "So, it would have to be a live French deep kiss?"