You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1299

Picking up her chopsticks, she gave Anderson a piece of beef, "Andres, eat up, Grandma's cooking is delicious."

"Mmmmmm." Anderson took a bite and raved, "Wow, Grandma's cooking is first class. So happy, Mommy cooks good food, Daddy cooks good food, and Grandma can cook t00."

Cecelia looked at Anderson with a gentle and doting face, feeling particularly happy inside her heart.

Ever wanted a grandson or granddaughter so badly, and suddenly you have one. Every time I think about it, I feel like I can't believe it. The suffering lasted too long and the happiness came too suddenly.

She picked up the glass of wine in front of her and took a sip, a light taste, she was too happy today and had to drink a little.

Chris looked at the empty glass of wine in front of Joyce and suddenly said, "Why didn't cousin pour herself a drink? Everyone is drinking, doesn't cousin drink?"

Joyce, "..."

she explain

crucially, even worse at drinking, that it must have been an exaggeration to remember that twice, when she was drunk, she didn't know what she had done. She really did not want to try a third

of a drinker."

hurriedly squeezed her eyes towards Anderson, how can she reveal her mommy's shortcomings in

very good capacity for alcol, cousin inherited from my aunt, should not be bad, tonight is a happy day, how

not drink feel that the past, drink it and fear that they are out

have liked to discourage Chris from trying to get Joyce to drink, Joyce's taste in alcol, he knew best. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website

when suddenly, he pursed his thin lips and

the usual, "Joyce, it's rare to go home for a

initiative to pick up the bottle

Luther in amazement. He didn't stop her from drinking? He knew that she would get drunk when she drank and would go crazy with alcol. In

in fact he had other plans in mind. "Okay." Joyce reluctantly, since everyone was letting her drink, she would drink a little less.

"Come on, cheers."

Cecelia raises her glass.

as everyone