Chapter 1263 Try My Pickled Cucumber

The touch was soft and warm, making them tremble as if electrified, then they bounced away immediately.

“Sorry!” They spoke at the same time.

“It’s not your fault.” Doris said with a blush and eyes down, “I got too close to you.”

“… It’s fine.” Waylon said, “Kids are cute.”

“Yeah.” Doris brushed the hair behind her ear. She said with an uneasy look, “Sorry to make you worry/”

Waylon didn’t answer her. Instead, he said, “Observe one night, then she should be fine.”

“Then…” Doris glanced at him, “Are you going back now?”

“I’m planning to.” Waylon dodged her eyes, saying, “But her recovery has to take a few hours. I’m afraid her body temperature will rise again. Can you handle it?”

“…” Dorish thought. Of course, I can’t handle it. I don’t know the pediatric message.

“Let’s do this.” Waylon said, “If Nessa is stable at midnight, I will go back.”

“Thank you,” Doris said. She was relieved that Waylon was willing to stay.

Nothing is more important than the safety of my child.

is important. Besides, I have nothing else to

so too.

eating much in the hotel just now” Doris got up

said, “Something simple will

have a bowl too. Right, Mrs. Flores

heard it from far away, so she probed her head out of the corridor and said, “Ill pass.

noodles, and Walson sat on the sofa

that Nessa had fallen into deep sleep, he went to the kid’s room and put her into the

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small bed.

small bed, Una was sleeping

little face, long eyelashes,

looking at him. He smiled

down and gently kissing the little

with blankets,

Flores said at the door, “Mr. Waylon, you should

Waylon said, “The kids are sleeping

men I have seen,

smiled. In terms of patience with kids, the difference between Waylon and Abel was a

made 2 bowls of tomato egg

the table, steaming hot. The

hands, she cut

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