Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 1390

Early on the weekend morning, the villa was very lively.

It was soon early autumn, and many of the flowers past their best in the yard needed to be trimmed. Maid Cadwell went to the underground storeroom to look for tools, and Bunny joined in the fun. From time to time, her lively voice would come from the basement.

After handling the emails, Emerson went downstairs from the study with a smile.

Before long, quick footsteps came from the underground. Bunny ran up with a large pile of things and piled them up on the sofa in the living room. Her eyes sparkled with excitement. "Emerson, I'll draw you a picture, okay?"

Emerson, thinking she did it on a sudden impulse, nodded in agreement. "Okay! Draw one for me!"

Bunny spread out a piece of high-quality paper in an integrity manner and sat beside the table with her legs crossed. Then, she picked up a pen and gesticulated at his face with a serious look. Emerson could not help laughing.

He took the remote control and turned on the TV, allowing her to do whatever she wanted.

After he finished viewing the economic news on two local TV stations, Bunny stretched out and said excitedly with a pen in her mouth, "Well, I've finished my painting. Emerson, come here and have a look!" Emerson did what she asked - he got up and walked over.

He clasped his hands behind his back, ready to appreciate her great work.

He had thought that it was just a casual painting drawn by a childish girl. However, when he saw the drawing on the paper clearly, he exclaimed in shock, "Did you draw it?"

"Sure!" Bunny smiled and nodded. "How is it? It's good-looking, isn't it?"

Emerson was astounded.

The portrait she drew for him was extremely lifelike, and each line was rich in art. He felt this painting very impressive, even though he did not really understand the art of painting.

Emerson picked it up and sighed. "I've expected that you're so good at painting!"

Bunny flicked her hair, looking proud and self-satisfied, and said without being modest,

"My biological mother is a painter, so I may have my inherited talent in this field!"

Seeing the shocked expression on his face, Bunny felt even prouder.

She stood on her tiptoes and said with joy, "This is a meticulous painting with fine details! You see, each line on it is particularly thin, even thinner than your hair! There's not enough time today. If I had a few days, I would paint it and make it a super awesome portrait!"

Emerson took great pleasure in seeing her be cocky.

Nevertheless, she was indeed qualified to be proud of herself.

No wonder when she chose an art school.

If it were not for her lousy family background, she would not make trouble everywhere. Her talent would begin to shine a long time ago.

Emerson held back his sadness and smiled at her. "Next month, the school will begin, and you can go to school then! But in domestic universities, new students have to go through military training. See your white and delicate skin? You will be tanned by the scorching sun and turn into a brown potato!"

Hearing this, Bunny opened her eyes wide and asked in a panic, "A brown potato? Then will you still want to sleep with me?"

"We can sleep with the light off, so I can't see you!" Emerson reached out to scratch her nose.

Bunny pursed her lips and asked seriously, "What if in the daytime?"

Emerson, hearing this, was speechless.

The sun gradually tanned her white and tender small body, turning it from the fresh tofu to a piece of black chocolate. Well, the change would not affect her appetite, but more or less, she would taste different when having sex with him.

Thinking of that, Emerson secretly decided to ask the college president to permit her to quit the military training.

Emerson looked back to the painting and pointed to it "What is this?"

"A rabbit!" Bunny said sweetly.

"So, why did you draw a rabbit?" Emerson asked in amusement.

"The rabbit is me! There was not enough space for it, so I could only draw it on your shoulder!" She smiled sweetly and rubbed against his shoulder, trying to please him. "See? Is it cute? Let it stay with you all the time, okay?"

Emerson's eyes were full of smiles. "Of course!"

Yes, all the time and forever.

After lunch, Bunny asked him to take a nap with her.

At about 3 p.m., the phone began to vibrate because of the set alarm clock. Bunny, in sleep, looked not elegant at all - one of her legs was resting on Emerson.

Emerson laughed in spite of himself and sat up. Looking at the reminder of his schedule, he looked at the phone book and dialed the number.

Anthea's voice came from his phone.

Emerson deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Little girl, are you home?"

Anthea said, "Yep, we just got home. You can come over!"

Emerson said, "Okay. I'll go out later!"

After the call, he quietly put on his slippers.

As he turned around, he saw Bunny staring at her with her sleepy eyes and yawning. It seemed that she had just woken up.

Emerson instantly stopped moving.

Seeing that he buttoned his shirt, Bunny asked curiously, "Are you going out?"

"Yes!" Emerson nodded.

She immediately turned over and rolled before him, touching his trousers with her foot. "Where are you going? I want to go there too!"

"No!" Emerson refused directly. After all, if he told her that, it was no longer a surprise. He coughed and said, "I am going to work. There is a business appointment, a matter between business people. It's not convenient to take you there!"

Bunny pouted reluctantly. "Got it!"

Emerson leaned over to kiss her and said, "You're so well-behaved now!"

He kissed Bunny so hard that she could not help uttering a satisfied mutter.

She waved him goodbye with her two small hands.

When his tall figure left her sight, the smile on her little face faded away bit by bit, and her eyes sparkled.

Bunny stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.

Just now, she heard him call Anthea!

Recently, Emerson frequently came to see Anthea, and Adam was unhappy.

As soon as Emerson left their home, Adam came out of the study with a frown and said unhappily, "If he comes again next time, ask him to come to me directly. I will give him advice."

Anthea remained calm and composed. "What can you think of? Teach him to sing!"

"..." Adam felt awkward.

Looking at his gloomy face, Anthea leaned on him, trying to please him. "A woman certainly can understand another woman better than a man. Of course, he should consult me about the marriage proposal. Only by doing so can he win her heart by his marriage proposal!"

"He is so serious about this matter. It indicates that he is earnest about his relationship with Bunny! As his friends, we should fully support him!"

"I am not his friend." Adam snorted.

Anthea was amused. "Then who are you?"

Adam said coldly, "We're rivals in love who loathes each other."

Seeing him be jealous again, Anthea was speechless.

"It's a good thing that they finally get married. In this way, you won't worry about him thinking about your wife!" She analyzed the situation for Adam. Adam thought her words reasonable.

After a long silence, he reluctantly said, "Then I'll teach him to sing next time." "..." Anthea fell silent.