The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 135 Whose Cat Is This?

Finally, an hour later.

Shawn, with his skills, added Vera and Randall on Facebook. He sent invitations to others but hadn't received any responses yet. "Is that all?" Shawn asked.

Vera nodded. "Yes. Later, you can add us all to a group and create a family group chat."

"Alright!" Shawn fiddled with his phone for a long time.

"Did you have steak last night? From which place? How was it?" Shawn asked, looking at her post.

Vera had a romantic dinner with Patrick last night and posted the pictures on her News Feed after returning home.

At this moment, Shawn saw it while browsing his friends' updates and gave it a like, mimicking Randall.

Just then, Patrick saw his friend request. The note said: [I'm your father.]

Patrick found it a bit amusing and finally accepted it.

"The second one is slacking off at work, playing with his phone, not focused at all."

Shawn complained about Patrick, who had accepted his friend request.

"What's this dark thing? What kind of profile picture is that?" Shawn was very disdainful of his profile picture. "His social media account style looks so old-fashioned, not as young as mine." He then saw that the second one's updates were empty.

"He's so boring. Doesn't know how to share life or enjoy life. His News Feed is empty."

Vera disagreed, saying, "That's enough, Shawn. After all, he's my husband. I'm right here. It's fine if you complain a bit, but if you keep going, I won't be happy."

She was part of the Olteran family, but more importantly, she and Patrick were a couple.

Hearing others complain about Patrick, she definitely wouldn't be happy.

Patrick, in the back, was very pleased with her defense of him.

"Vera," he called out.

Patrick standing

nap," Patrick beckoned

saw that Shawn didn't need her

the second floor, Patrick reached out and held her hand, dotingly asking, "You're always hopping around. Whose cat

coquettishly hit Patrick

bathroom. She suddenly asked, "Honey, why didn't you want me to

don't want to

on the couch, exposing his lie, saying, "It's because Shawn doesn't have Facebook. You were worried that if we created

course, I know you very well now." Vera walked over and poked his chest with her

her hand and held it

her onto his lap and held her in

me, what am I thinking right

your wife." Vera

herself,

heartily

compliment her, "You're absolutely right. This beautiful woman

along

loved sweet romances. It turned out that even ordinary words and actions,

his features, and finally resting her gaze on his eyes. She was mesmerized and blurted out, "Honey,

from her mouth and her unique

couch hindered

the bed. Without giving her time to react, Patrick

processed what was happening before he was on top of

the moment, Vera felt

that was pressing

Patrick and

the innocent Vera to grab his private

also didn't expect it to be

was the first to scream,

her cheeks,

also turned red. He got up from Vera, looked

the bed, Vera was wearing a thin floral dress, and her cardigan

neck and ears were