Chapter 260 Are You Really Weak

Sherlyn bowed twice in a row and eagerly walked back to the bed. “I‘m sorry, Mr. McGraw! I‘ve slept on the bed sheets and blankets. You probably don‘t like it, right?”

Russell seemed to understand what she meant and got out of bed.

“I‘m really sorry to disturb you…”

As Sherlyn continued to apologize repeatedly, she quickly took the bed sheets and blankets before bowing and leaving.

Russell looked at the big bed that had been swept clean in an instant. He smiled helplessly and took out the spare cotton quilt from the cabinet and laid it on himself.

It had only been a few minutes, but Sherlyn had actually apologized fifteen times and bowed twelve times!

Why was she so silly and cute?

This girl was a little interesting.

In the morning, the soft sunlight shone through the thin floor–to–ceiling window.

And it shone onto the simple bed in the bedroom.

When Ormand awoke, Viola had already woken up. She was leaning against the bed, playing with her phone, looking extremely focused.

“Playing with your phone early in the morning? Have you been addicted to it recently?” he asked, puzzled.

“No, I’m buying something for you.”

Viola actually wanted to give him a present? The gift should be normal, right?

“What are you buying? Let me take a look.”

Viola didn‘t think there was anything wrong with it, so she casually explained, “Just some tonics…”

Tonics?

Ormand felt it was strange. He looked at her gloomily. “Why are you buying these things? Didn‘t I satisfy you?”

“No, no, no!”

Viola shook her head hard and replied, “You are strong, but last night, you said you could do at least 300 single–handed push–ups, but in the end, you could only do 100…‘‘

Had she tired him out?

His body was weak?

 buy tonics for his kidney and make some soup

 looked at her

Could only do 100?

No!

No!

 was most proud of was actually questioned by his most beloved woman after

 a man, his pride

 the calm surface of a lake suddenly had

 was boiling as he shouted. Chapter 260 &1e You

 violent than the explosion

I will show you again if

“Orin!”

to

them greatly regretted

 of food drifting in

smell

was cooking

out of bed, washed up, and changed

 kitchen. The dining table was filled with hot milk,

 filled two bowls of shredded chicken porridge, and when she came

“Good morning, Mr. McGraw.”

and pulled the seat for him. “I don‘t know if my cooking suits your taste.

wanted to go to Willard‘s place to eat breakfast. Sherlyn was just

 looking at Sherlyn‘s innocent smile, le strode

 soft and sticky, and the eggs were fried perfectly. It was

fact, you don‘t have to do this. If you want to stay here for a while longer, I

by staying here. I am great at doing liousework and cooking. I

at her sincere and determined expression. She was a rather independent girl.

 out immediately after the meal. Instead, he sat on

cleaned up the kitchen and was about to leave, he said, “Are you going to Warlyn Building to shoot for

 you know?” Sherlyn held her bag in her hand and stood there

 checked your schedule. Let‘s

need to trouble you, Mr. McGraw. I can walk down the mountain myself. My manager‘s van will

his low–pitched voice was steady. “I‘m going out, too. I‘m just driving you down the mountain. When you reach the

 thank you, Mr.

the mountains. It would take at least an hour to

 Sherlyn got out of the car and bowed to Russell again. “Thank you for sending me off, Mr. McGraw. Will you come back for dinner tonight? I‘ll cook

 again. She looked cautious,

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