After a bit of entanglent, both of them were a bit out of breath.
Lifting his face from the young girl’s lips, Kris Cooper’s kiss gradually moved downward, kissing her chin. His fingers already reached over and unbuttoned her shirt one by one.
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After it was over, they didn’t rush to take a shower, but instead embraced each other on the pillow, enjoying each other’s warmth.
"In a few days, Mom’s movie will be finished, and then we can start planning the wedding..." Saying this, he stretched out his palm, took the phone from the table, and brought up a few pictures from it, "Co... see which one you like?"
Vera Wave shifted her gaze, and the phone screen showed a stunningly beautiful wedding dress design. She reached out, grabbed the phone, rolled over, and looked at it intently.
"Where did this co from?"
"This is the designer’s draft for ." Kris Cooper tilted his hand, one hand supporting the pillow, the other playing with her long hair scattered on her back, "If you’re not satisfied, I’ll have them design a new one."
Wedding dress customization takes ti, so long before they registered in the United States, he had already contacted a specialized wedding dress customization company to design her dress.
"So beautiful... this one is just as nice... " Vera Wave flipped through the pictures on the phone, completely falling into a state of choice anxiety, "Honey, what should I do if I like every one of them? How about we get married four tis and I wear one each ti!"
Right after she said it, he bit her on the shoulder.
"What nonsense, who gets married four tis?"
She pouted, "But they’re really all so beautiful!"
The man raised his eyebrows slightly, smiling lightly.
"Then we’ll make all four. When it’s ti, you can wear them and see which one you like most, and the others will be kept for you."
"That’s too wasteful." Vera Wave lightly tapped her lips with her fingers, "I’d better choose just one."
"It’s okay, no need to rush, the second batch of design pictures hasn’t arrived yet, you can choose them together then." The man turned over, half pressed her shoulder, his hand gently tidying her long hair, and kissed the tip of her ear, "Mom is eagerly wanting a grandson, we should try a bit harder."
Clearly, he’s the cheeky one, using others as an excuse.
"Excuse!"
She tucked her neck in and gave him a sideways glance, but he rudely pulled her over and embraced her from behind tightly.
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Taking the rare day off, the next morning, Vera Wave didn’t sleep in too long, getting up for a quick freshen-up before going to accompany Grandma Wave.
As soon as she entered, she saw Grandma Wave flipping through an album filled with old photos of Walter Wave.
"Grandma?!" Vera Wave walked over, looking at the album in her hand, "Why are you looking at this so early in the morning?"
"Vera!" Grandma Wave raised her face, "When is your dad coming back?"
"Well..." Vera Wave pursed her lips, "Didn’t we say, he’s on a business trip, abroad."
"He can’t always not co ho, I have to call him." The elderly woman said as she stood up to get the phone from the table.
"Grandma!" Vera Wave quickly grabbed her, "You can’t call."
"Why not?"
"Because... think about it, Dad’s in Arica, there’s a ti difference, it’s dayti here and nightti there, he’s probably sleeping right now!"
Grandma Wave put down the receiver, "Oh, then I’ll call him tonight."
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