CHAPTER 232: THE FRIGHT FLICK

The sun shone in the room.

Chloe Malan saw Aoba Hoyle smiling, and his fingers were acting slowly.

"Hey!" She walked over and kicked Aoba. "It's scary, okay, don't play this naive game again."

Fortunately, she didn't hide into his arms.

When she was still in school, boys liked to watch horror movies with girls, because they were waiting for the girls could hide in their arms.

Aoba paused the movie, "You are fierce when you are hitting me, how could you be scared like this when you are watching a movie? "

"Pervert." Chloe gritted her teeth.

Aoba smiled and said, "Okay, since you don't like it, you can go shopping for groceries, I will enjoy this movie alone. You must be more familiar with Luo city than I am."

Chloe did want to do so. She's thinking that it would be a weird thing to go out of this door and come back again.

But how would Aoba not know what she was thinking? When Chloe walked to the door, he said, "Hey, woman, you seem to have forgotten the money."

Chloe touched her pocket, there's only a mobile phone, where's her wallet? Looking at him again, Aoba was holding her wallet in his hand. He was taking out one card from it and placing her wallet on the bed, “You can use this card, and I'll keep the wallet for you. Yes, there are ID cards, bank cards, driving licenses, and membership cards"

He deliberately counted one by one.

Chloe rushed over, "Give the wallet back to me."

"If I give it back to you, you never come back here, and I will suffer the loss, right? I will return it to you when the agreement expires. Of course, if you are not afraid of trouble, you can apply for a new report of loss... " Aoba smiled harmlessly.

Chloe wanted to take another bottle and smash him out of a hole.

The child was too hateful, she did want to teach him a lesson about the life, "I declare in advance that cooking is not my strong point. I will not be responsible for your stomach if you eat it."

Aoba leisurely leaned on the edge of the bed, and he nodded.

Chloe grabbed the money on the bed and went out angrily. When she came back to the hotel, it's already at noon, and then she went into the kitchen directly without saying a word with Aoba.

Chloe was cooking in the kitchen angrily while Olive and Annie had been taken to the villa by Alan.

Annie was whispering in Olive's ears and giggling from time to time. Olive didn't hear exactly what she was talking about. The child's interested in this world, and she could laugh inexplicably for a long time.

When they arrived at the villa, Alan Hoyle slapped Annie little ass, "Tell me, what can make you laugh like this?"

Annie touched her butt and complained dissatisfiedly, "Mommy, why did he behave like a hoodlum?"

Five-year-old children were at the age that can distinguish the genders and began to understand what's correct and what's wrong.

Olive smiled, "Will you chop off his hand?"

Annie thought for a while and nodded, "Okay! I chop his hand up and make braised pork knuckles."

"Dare you, be careful that I hit your ass." Alan stared at Annie he was unwilling to touch her with a finger, he loved her so much.

Annie grimaced at him, "Haha, Mommy said you're a weak person, I don't need to be afraid of you."

Alan looked at Olive, his eyes seemed saying, how can you damage my image in front of my daughter.

Olive shrugged, "Enjoy your playing time, I'll prepare the meal."

She took off her coat and carried the bag of ingredients he had purchased into the kitchen, leaving the father and daughter in the living room.

"Call me Dad." Alan had already known from Olive that this little kid already knew his identity, really a clever child.

Annie put the hands on her waist, "You didn't marry my mom, why should I call you dad."

"I have to marry her sooner or later, you have to call me daddy in the future, you are my baby."

"Listen. I can tell you that there are too many uncles chasing my Mommy. My Mommy is very popular." The little guy snorted.

Alan didn't think that kid was so funny. At such a young age, she knew that she should protect her mother and that's his good girl.

"Fine, tell me, which uncles are pursuing your mommy?"

"I don't want to tell you."

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"No way." Annie glanced at him contemptuously, turned around, and ran with her calves flying around the room. Annie was still a little girl, she liked to touch something new, or step forward to study it.

"Do you want to go upstairs to play?" Alan hugged her, the little person, she was so soft in his arms, Alan can faintly smell the scent of milk.

"Is there anything interesting?" Annie asked, tilting her head. This house was much bigger than hers.

"You'll know if you go up." Alan held her straight to the third floor and pushed open the door of the room next to the master bedroom.

As soon as they entered, Annie's eyesight lit up, and the child's joy was revealed with a "wow" word.