Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies
Chapter 939: Help me count too!

Bonnie wanted to beat the little guy up.

This poisonous tongue skills, a look is inherited from Sebastian.

Every sentence pierces the lungs of people!

It took a while to reassure Bruno and finally get him back in the mood.

Of course, it's not just lip service.

Bonnie said she would set him up on a high end blind date, so he might be able to replace the woman he was meant to be with in one fell swoop.

Bruno then happily went back to his study to attend to his official business.

"You," solved Bruno, Bonnie turned her head to look at the little girl in front of her again, "do not say this to others in the future, it's too upsetting, you know?"

Erika shrugged her shoulders, "I've been very polite to persuade him, but he wants to know, what can I do."

After a pause and added, "And I also first said the good news, this is not mommy you said it, a sweet date a stick, he will not feel the pain!"

Bonnie: "...

Her baby girl, ah, this phrase is not used here well?!

But for a moment, she didn't know how to explain it to Erika.

I can only admonish with a stern face, "Anyway, don't do that in the future, and pull the hook with mommy, okay?"

"Okay." Erika was quick to agree, and hooked fingers with Bonnie to seal the deal.

Only then did she ask about Anna again, "How is Godmother doing now?"

"I've had the fever shot, and I'll probably wake up in the evening. If you guys want to go home, I'll have Donna come pick you up."

The five little ones, on the other hand, said they wanted to stay here with Anna, and none of them wanted to go back.

"Okay, then I'll go make her some millet porridge, and you guys behave yourselves in the living room." Bonnie nodded, got up and went to the kitchen.

The first foot had just left, and then Elise walked up to Erika with a face as if nothing had happened.

There were a few tentative words in his tone and a stinky expression.

"Hey, kid, do you really know how to tell fortunes?"

Erika hates being called a brat, so she just rolled her eyes and went back to playing with her head down.

Elise, who was ignored: "......"

After a moment of silence, she spoke again, "Kid, didn't you hear me talking to you?"

"I'm not called a brat," Erika finally puffed her head up, "and if you have to call me that, then there's no point in us talking anymore."

Elise's mouth was dark.

The little ghost is not very old, but his temper is not small.

Quite arrogant!

"So what do you say, what do I call you?" Elise asked.

Erika thought for a moment, "You can call me by my first name."

"Erika, do you really know how to tell fortunes?" Elise asked, changing her tone.

"Yeah," Erika nodded, "what for, do you want me to tell a fortune?"

Elise was also very straightforward and admitted, "You help me to calculate my marriage with William."

Hearing the word William, the anger in Erika's heart instantly blazed up.

This big bad egg, so that now they can not see daddy, and mommy pregnant with a small baby to go as a hostage.

Let her calculate his marriage?

Dream on!

Erika declined dryly.

"I can give you money." Elise chased her loose, "How about a million dollars and a fortune telling for me?"

"Five million." Erika asked, trying to scare off Elise, "Or I won't count, that's how expensive my fortune telling is, don't bother me if you can't afford it."

Who knew that Elise would say yes without even thinking about it?

"Okay, five million, how do I give it to you?"