His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1342: Aren’t you ashamed to ask this kind of question? _1

Chapter 1342: Chapter 1342: Aren’t you ashamed to ask this kind of question? _1

Chapter 1342

Inside the house, only the hallway lights were on.

"Mom and Dad are out on a date."

Chloe Collins nodded, got down from his embrace, changed her shoes and entered.

Her eyes first looked towards the Candy House.

Alexander Foster glanced at it, and said, "Go and play for a while, I will prepare a glass of warm milk for you."

Chloe Collins entered the Candy House, it was almost the same as when she first came, only there were more decorations than before.

When she turned around, the scene before her eyes stunned her.

On the wall behind her, there was a picture of her composed entirely of candies.

She couldn’t take her eyes off the picture, as if she could see the man carefully working on it.

Outside the house.

Alexander Foster warmed up the milk and called out to Chloe Collins.

There was no response.

He walked towards the Candy House with the milk.

"You can’t eat too much at night." He said as he entered.

The next moment, he saw the girl sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking up at the puzzle on the wall.

The hidden joy in her eyes was slowly radiating.

Suddenly, she asked, "When did you start liking me?"

He didn’t answer, but followed her and squatted down, passing the milk to her, and slowly said, "Drink your milk."

"When was it?" She gazed into his eyes.

The man smiled and leaned in closer, "You’re not shy to ask such questions?"

Chloe Collins’s eyes heated.

A belated sense of embarrassment rose from her heart.

She was so engrossed in the painting, with a question in her heart that she asked directly.

As she lowered her eyes, not knowing what to say, her lips were suddenly pecked by the man.

She looked up in surprise, only to be pecked again.

The soft touch against her lips made her heart flutter. Her ordinarily smart and wise delicate eyes, were now made pure and clear by the kiss, even somewhat innocently cute, she blinked slowly, looking at him.

Alexander Foster was not satisfied, he didn’t stop, the light kisses continued eight times, until her lips turned a blushing pink, he finally stopped.

His soft captivating gaze was full of tenderness as he looked at her.

The candies throughout the house were not as sweet as her.

The melodious male voice slowly said, "Eight years ago, when the little girl lay in my arms calling me ’Milty’, I fell for her."

The scene from that year flashed before Chloe Collins’s eyes, when she was being chased and ran around aimlessly, ultimately hiding in his courtyard. During her confusion, she nestled in his embrace to keep warm.

At that time, to her, he was her harbor.

In a house full of sweet aroma, with each tender kiss, she was surrounded by an overwhelming emotion. She finally smiled, seemingly quite satisfied with his answer.

The man picked her up, accidentally knocking over the glass of milk, which spilled all over the floor.

After a long lingering kiss, he kissed her earlobe, "I’ve seen that painting, you hid it quite well."

Chloe Collins smiled, "You found it?"

"No."

"Ah, you haven’t found it yet?"

"Why does it sound like you’re very disappointed in me?"

"Can’t it be that I’m proud of myself?" Her smile was very playful.

Alexander Foster was defeated, "I beg Miss Collins for guidance."

"You think about it yourself, anyway... it’s not very important."

But this successfully aroused all of the man’s curiosity.

Chloe Collins didn’t stay here for long, because Layla Lowell suddenly called her, saying there was some issue with Wanda Wesley, she went to check on it.

Wanda Wesley is still living in the community near Feng Mansion, living alone.

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