Clinging President – My Girl, I Want You

"I don't really remember what happened that night. I don't have much alcohol, but I don't have any perception. So Fred lied to me. We didn't do anything

"I thought he had left strawberry marks on my neck, and I thought what happened to us? But But why? Why did he do it? And I won't explain it afterwards! "

Alice frowned hard and her head was dizzy.

She would like to ask Fred now, but he is dead!

She had no idea what his purpose was.

Besides, she wanted to tell people that Fred raped herself, but now

It's nothing. She can't say it at all.

She couldn't help daddy, she couldn't help herself.

Wen Youqian also frowned. If this is a play, only Fred knows the truth, then his acting skills are too realistic! All the people were covered in the drum!

They are in a complex mood. She is glad that she is still there for the first time and has given her beloved man her wish.

But now, Caitlin's problem was imminent, and she couldn't help.

At the moment, Caitlin --

Jane wanted to go out and have a good argument with Noah, but she was stopped by pear yarn.

Now they don't make sense, so Noah can easily stir up the crowd.

If it were not for the army's blocking, I'm afraid those people would have rushed in.

Now to avoid its edge, anyway, Noah can not find evidence of the murderer, now it is just speculation.

He couldn't find any evidence of Kaitlin's murder. As long as he delayed enough time, the masses would forget about it.

"I've never been so cowardly in my life. I've been trapped in this small house, and I don't have a chance to confront people."

He said in a cold voice.

"You're no longer young. You used to be alone and not afraid of anything. But you have me now, and you have children. What shall we do if something happens to you? "

Pear yarn red eyes.

Jane immediately compromised: "I'm wrong. I won't be impulsive. It's just that this kind of stalemate is not a solution. There's too much pressure on Halley's side. I always have to help him."

"Father told you not to worry. He could carry it."

Just then, someone pushed the door in. It was Lancelot.

He looked at Jane and bowed down to salute. Then his eyes fell on Milo.

Milo missed a beat on his heart, had nowhere to look, and finally looked directly at the carpet.

"Why are you here? There are so many people out there. How did you get in? "

"Fortunately, the yard is big enough for the helicopter to stop."

He said faintly.

"You come here so blatantly, don't you tell outsiders that you are also towards us? You are about to take over the throne. It's not good for your reputation. You will also be punished

Pear yarn full of worry said.

"I'm worried about you, so let's see. I'm not afraid of the gossip. I'm going to stay for dinner today. You won't drive me away? "

"Of course not."

"So Milo, you can accompany me to my room. I felt as if I had sprained my foot when I just came down."

"Do you want a doctor?" Pear yarn worried asked.

"It's OK. I'll just have a rest."

"Milo, bring Lancelot into the room."

Milo did not want to, but afraid of pear yarn to see the clue between them, had to help Lancelot upstairs.

He also deliberately disguised as a sprain, walking a little bumpy, but when he entered the door, it was clearly intact. Was his father and mother's eyes bad?

He leaned over, his thin lips sticking to Milo's ear, his voice low and hoarse, with a clear breath.

As if the snow on the top of the mountain melted.

"I didn't come to see you these days. I broke my appointment. Did you miss me?"

A message told him that he would come back a few days later when Milo was feeling better.

But I didn't expect that so many things have happened recently. The royal family has a tense relationship. As the son of a family, he has to deal with too many things.

Even if the heart has already flown here, but also forced to endure.

These days, there's no phone call, no text message.

How many times did he pick up his cell phone and put it down.

He was afraid that Milo could not accept himself, and felt that the words that could not be touched were too pale.

So when he was free there, he insisted on coming to see him regardless of his own identity and safety.

Otherwise, I don't know how long it will take to wait for the storm to pass.

His heart had already been boiling, and it was only temporary.

He couldn't help it.

When Milo heard this, his ears became red at first, because he blew his breath.

He did not dare to look at Lancelot and did not respond.He helped him to the room and said, "I'll go Go and get the fruit for you. "

He had just turned around, but Lancelot held his wrist tightly.

"Don't you want to see me? You want to avoid me? "

"Your Highness, please pay attention to your identity."

"What happened that night. I didn't pay attention to it for a long time. Now I'm carrying my identity. Will it be a little late?"

"You..."

He was shaking with anger.

He was so angry that his face turned red and he almost had smoke on his head. However, Lancelot's smile was too good-looking. It was not a warm smile. It was Light as frost, with a clear and meaningful breath.

Very clear, like the lake just melted ice, especially thorough heart.

"You look good when you are angry."

"Don't blame me if you don't behave well."

"What do you want?"

He got up and approached.

"You What do you want? If you mess around again, I'll send someone else. "

"This is your family. You can call it what you want. Maybe I'll change my name to daddy and mummy."

"What kind of daddy and mummy?"

Just then, pear yarn pushed the door in, with fruit in her hand.

Outside the door, I just heard the second half of the sentence, some doubts.

"Mommy?"

Milo was so guilty that he didn't know what to say.

"What's the matter?"

"Auntie, I was just telling Milo whether to recognize you as godfather and godmother. I grew up with Milo and Alice when I was young, and I spent more time in Kettering than in the palace. I spend more time with you than my father and mother, so I mentioned this

"Does it need to be recognized? Even if you and Alice have no predestination, not our good son-in-law, but in the eyes of my uncle and I, you have always been our son, as much as Milo. Your father and Milo's father have been friends for decades. It's needless to say

"I also believe that your parents also marry Alice and Milo. The family never talks about two families. The royal family and Kettering are always grasshoppers on the same rope."

"Milo, do you hear me?"

Lancelot looked meaningfully at Milo and choked him up.