I am the white moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 1477 1478, I love you

Chapter 1477 1478, I love you
However, Hathaway, who had no heart in the city, didn't think much about it.

She was still a little girl, and she always took a bath with a sense of ritual. She took a comfortable soak in the aromatherapy bath in the jacuzzi, and this was the end.She walked to the door, opened the door with a gap the size of a finger, and shouted to the outside: "Tian Tian! I want a bath towel! Bring in my pajamas!"

George was already ready.

Hearing movement, he hurried over.

Seeing her stingily opened the door a crack, she was angry and funny: "How can I give you such a small crack?"

Hathaway smiled, hid behind the door, opened the door a little wider, stretched out her little paws and scratched: "Give it to me!"

George froze.

Because after the door was opened, he saw the mirror inside, and the scene reflected in the mirror happened to be the panorama of the girl.

George hurriedly passed the bath towel to the pajamas: "Come out after changing, dry your hair, and be careful not to catch a cold."

After exhorting, he turned and left with a flushed face.

George took a can of cold drink from the refrigerator, didn't drink it, held the cold drink against his cheek, and kept it cold.

Hathaway came out quickly, changed into a set of pure cotton pajamas, and grabbed the hair dryer with a smile: "Tian Tian, ​​blow my hair for me."

George: "Okay."

Hathaway sat on the chair, closed her eyes, and enjoyed it.

Seeing the heartless look of the little girl, George chuckled, and suddenly felt that finding a little wife who was much younger than himself was really a tormenting thing.

Fortunately, he was the one tormented.

She just wants to be innocent and happy like this forever.

After blowing her hair, Hathaway raised her head, and George bowed his head and kissed her on the tip of her nose: "Hey, go to bed, otherwise you won't be able to see the sunrise tomorrow morning."

Hathaway's cheeks were flushed, she was a little embarrassed, but she smiled happily and asked, "Why do you kiss me so often? Why don't you tell me when you kiss me now?"

George was happy to see her acting like an obedient girl after taking advantage of it, and asked, "Then do you want me to kiss you back?"

Hathaway recalled the TV series she had watched before, in which the lovers bickered, and one of them said harshly: "Hmph, wait until the wedding night to see how I deal with you!"

Hathaway didn't lose, she immediately raised her face, and said vividly: "Huh! Wait until the night of the wedding, and see how I will deal with you!"

George looked at her blankly, and then twisted her little ears with a sullen face: "Who did you learn all these messy things from!"

"It hurts, it hurts, let go!"

"Aren't you going to punish me severely?"

"You are domestic violence, domestic violence, let go!"

"Small sample!"

George withdrew his hand, but Hathaway turned around and ran onto the bed, throwing a big pillow at George: "You're so small! You are so small everywhere!"

George laughed angrily: "Do you want to rebel? The little girl's wings have grown stiff, what are you talking about with me? I'll let you know what a husband is a wife!"

He jumped on the bed, and the two of them chased and beat each other like this, and the down pillows that were beaten finally broke, and the goose feathers flew all over the sky.

George pressed Hathaway on the big bed. The two of them beat too hard before, and now they are both out of breath.

George felt that he was about to explode, but he was still reluctant to hurt her.

Strongly restrained, he only kissed Hathaway's forehead: "Hathaway, I love you."

(End of this chapter)

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