Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 796

I pursed my lips, "If you're not used to hotels, you can also stay at our house and I'll find a nanny to take care of you."

He grinned, "That's more like it!"

Seeing me driving toward downtown, he spoke up, "Where are you going with this?"

"Don't you want to eat City P's specialties? I'll take you there to eat ah? It's just about lunch time, aren't you hungry?" I glanced at him sideways and saw that he was staring at me.

"Don't go to eat any special food, you take me back to the villa, you cook noodles for me to eat, I have no expectation of City P's food." He leaned back in his chair, his face with a few lazy, looking a bit casual.

I couldn't help but twitch the corners of my mouth, and I couldn't help but look at him and say, "You want to go to my house so badly, you don't have any purpose, do you?"

He looked at me, laughed out loud, looked at me and said, "What purpose do I have? I don't even want those things from your family, what purpose can I have? I just want to eat your noodles, what's wrong with that? What's wrong with that? What? The contract has been signed, everything has been done, and you're going to return with me now?"

I frowned, "No, I just thought, how do you suddenly want to eat my noodles, by the way, how is your aunt?" Thinking of his mother, I asked casually.

I didn't expect his face to be cold, "Go or not, no let me off, I'll go to the hotel!"

This person is designated to have a problem, this anger is inexplicable.

I did not open my mouth anymore, directly drove the car to the villa, he just got out of the car and called someone, not a moment later, someone brought him the suitcase, looking at me, he looked at me as if it was a matter of course, looked at me and said, "I'm starving, you are still not going to cook noodles?"

I was speechless for a while.

But still, they went into the villa and started to prepare the cooking noodles.

He pushed his suitcase and looked around and said, "Where do I live?"

"There are bedrooms on the first and second floors, take a look for yourself, which room you like, you can choose one!" The house is usually a bellhop over to clean, usually Dennis if not in, I do not come to live, probably because few people live in the relationship, so the house is not so lively, less fireworks, but also true, should invite an aunt over to the house, Clariana slowly recovered almost, to bring her back, the home is also lively.

Brady looked up and down a circle, could not help but spit out, "tens of millions of houses, you live live into this, Mr. George is also really quite busy."

Saying that, he looked at me and said, "Your bedroom is on the second floor?"

I nodded my head, "Eh!"

After Brady put his things back in the bedroom, he went downstairs, and when he saw that I was about to finish cooking the noodles, he got himself some dishes and chopsticks and put them beside me, and looked at the noodles and said, "Do you know how to make other meals?"

I shook my head, "No, I can only cook noodles!"

He bristled, "I told you that a woman like you, who is big and thick, how could you possibly cook noodles, it really lifts you up."

The ability of this popular people really is not at all ambiguous, turned around and glared at him, I said in a good mood, "If you say any more nonsense, I will directly throw you out, the contract, let Dennis come back and talk to you, I am not the George Group's shareholders, you like how to do, what does it matter to me! "

He tsked his whole life, looked at me and said, "You are a woman who does not know what is right and wrong, I said the truth and you are still annoyed, look at other women, either make up or clean themselves up very delicate, look at yourself, you do not know how to engage in anything, vegetarian, just like you, I see early menopause."

"Ah!" I couldn't resist, so I stepped on him, and he yelled in pain, "Clara, you're having a brain cramp, why are you stepping on me? It hurts like hell!"

"If you continue to have a bad mouth, I will also step on you, the noodles are ready, what ingredients you want to put yourself, pay attention to yourself, make less, or the taste is too heavy not to eat." This man is sometimes like a child, childish as hell.

He looked around to take the bowl of seasonings, hesitated, or looked at me and said, "So what, you help me put it, I have not done it myself, not good to grasp."