"Hiss--"
The intense pain forced tears from Charlotte's eyes before she could react, her cheek was suddenly pinched. Leandro had stood up at some point, his right hand gripping her cheek.
"First, spit out the ribs."
Only then did Charlotte realize, and quickly spat out the ribs.
The hand that had been pinching her cheek was withdrawn, and Leandro handed her a cup of warm water, "Where did you bite?"
"Tongue."
"What were you thinking about so seriously?"
She took a sip of water, retracted her tongue, and subconsciously responded, "A matter of a hundred million."
As soon as the words were spoken, Charlotte was stunned.
She's really not usually like this, she must have been blinded by that one hundred million today.
She glanced at Leandro across from her, "That's not what I meant."
He slightly lifted his gaze, took a glance, and said in a soft voice, "Understood, let's eat first."
"Alright."
Afte
Greyson got home around five o'clock, heard the sound of the car engine, on such a cold day, he walked out onto the balcony and saw the car slowly pulling in.The phoenix tree downstairs blocked the view, so nothing could be seen behind it.Soon enough, Greyson heard his daughter's voice.The daughter and son-in-law came back for dinner, Greyson was naturally happy, but also remembered the thing about the illegitimate daughter.After dinner, Greyson asked Charlotte and Leandro about that "Linda" thing.Charlotte glanced at Leandro, motioning for him to speak.Leandro handed the peeled pomegranate to Charlotte, grabbed a tissue, wiped his hands, and said to Greyson, "Dad, don't worry, we've found the real Linda. Now it's time to expose the true identity of fake Linda. We have already reported this to the police. Lydia impersonated someone else to enter the country and tried to blackmail you. Once there is evidence of this, she will be sentenced in the first trial."Greyson nodded, he j
Charlotte raised her hand and said, "When I was little, I always wondered why I didn't have a mom. When I was in kindergarten, other kids would ask me where my mom was. At that time, I didn't really understand what death was, I just knew that my mom wasn't with me. When I missed her, I would wear this bracelet on my wrist."Because she was afraid of damaging it, she didn't wear it most of the time.Later on, I grew up and gradually got rid of this habit.Mom didn't leave her much, so Charlotte doesn't wear it daily. She only takes it out when she's sad, as if it can make her feel like Mom is still with her.Of course, Charlotte felt too childish to hold hands with Leandro.She wore it for a while, then asked Leandro to help her take off the bracelet, and carefully put it back into the box.Inside the box, there were other nice gifts, mostly ones she received during her younger years as gifts or rewards.The first prize she won playing the piano, the first prize she got in an exam, and
Leandro looked at her, "Where did Mrs. Romero find it?"Charlotte shook her head, "I don't know why this thing exists either."She paused and said, "I had a dream just now. I was crying in the dream, and then someone said they wanted to give me a gift to make me stop crying."Leandro lowered his head and took the small toy from her hand, "A gift from a friend?""I don't know if he was my friend."Charlotte reached out and tapped the toy in his palm, saying, "Actually, these few years, I sometimes dream of a person, who seems so far away from me, yet so close.""Every time I wake up after having that kind of dream, I always feel a sense of loss, like I've lost something."After Charlotte finished speaking, she looked up at Leandro and asked, "Leandro, do you think I really forgot something?"Leandro looked into her eyes and raised his eyebrows, "Maybe it's just someone unimportant.""But I used to dream about him often."The toy had stopped singing, and then Charlotte started it again.
Leandro's ticket was bought later, his seat wasn't next to Charlotte's. After getting on the plane, he swapped seats with someone and ended up sitting next to Charlotte.Last night was the best night of sleep Charlotte has had in days. She didn't feel sleepy on the plane for once, and she didn't sleep either.Leandro was woken up early in the morning by a phone call. After waking up, he dealt with some work. Shortly after the plane took off, he closed his eyes and dozed off.Charlotte was holding his hand and reading a book.A two and a half hour flight, when the plane landed, it was exactly twelve o'clock.Caroline turned down Charlotte and their offer to drive her home, she took the subway home by herself.No need to take Caroline home, Charlotte and Leandro didn't get home until 12:40.Joyce knew they were coming back today, so she came early in the morning to prepare lunch.Charlotte and Charlotte got home just in time for lunch. After lunch, Leandro spent two hours working in the
Charlotte was suddenly kissed by him, humming, "Not drunk.""Um."A deep male voice with a slight tremor came, Charlotte felt her heart tremble along with it.She raised her hand to her neck, tilting her head to receive his kiss."Hold me tight, Lottie."When she heard that, Charlotte instinctively tightened her grip on his hands.The next second, Charlotte was lifted up by him, with his arms around her thighs.Soon, she was "picked up and put on the bed by Leandro, the soft bed sinking slightly."Some were cool, some were soft.The heater in the room had been on for nearly three hours when I left. It was warm and cozy, like a big fireplace.When Charlotte's clothes were taken off, her arms touched the blanket. It was a little cold, but not too cold.She was somewhat awake, with her eyes slightly open, looking at Leandro, the man with his eyes closed, kissing her.Even with his eyes closed, Charlotte felt a mysterious sexiness about him.Half a glass of red wine is not Leandro's capac
Leandro also laughed, "Looks like Mrs. Romero really likes me.""I like money, what does that have to do with liking you? Besides, how did you figure out that I really like you?""I had a lot of money."Upon hearing his words, Charlotte realized that she had fallen into his language trap.She snorted, "You're just making excuses!""Then you can just consider me as making excuses."He said, releasing the pressure on her waist, looking at her, "If it were up to me, between money and Mrs. Romero, I prefer Mrs. Romero."Charlotte pursed her lips and said, "Okay, I like you a little more too."The two of them played around on the sofa for a while, then Leandro said, "I'm sober now."He just grabbed a highball glass, washed it leisurely, then poured half a glass of wine, "Lottie, have a taste."Charlotte looked at the beautiful liquid in the high-heeled cup, the air was almost filled with the smell of wine.She took a sip and said, "I'll just have a little taste.""Yeah, it's okay to take a