Joanne warmly looked at the bracelet on her hand for a while, then she realized that he was about to get off the car.

"Don't think that if you send me my bracelet, I can forgive you for saying bad things about me just now." Joanne intentionally reminded him.

"Then I'll treat you to a meal again, can you forgive me?" Duke knew that she was playing with her child's temper again, but that was exactly what she was cute about. Your life seemed to be a lot more fun.

"It depends on what you've invited me to eat. If it's delicacies, yes, if you only eat vegetables, you can't."

As soon as she said it, Duck's steering wheel made a sharp turn and she drove down the downhill.

"Ah!" Joanne hugged his seatbelt in a fright and asked, "Where is this road going?"

"You'll know when it arrives." Duck intentionally sold his secrets.

Joanne warmed her mouth, but her eyes were bright. She had thought that tonight would be a lonely and sad night, but since his appearance, she realized that even time had come alive.

She was not afraid at all. As long as it was the place where Duck would take her, it must be a safe and warm place.

On the next journey, the two of them did not say anything more. Duke speeded up the car.

Because after the downhill, it was an uphill road, and it was already near the outskirts of the country. Joanne looked at the trees with a pair of eyes.

"Can I go back later today? The place I'm going to take you is a little far away." Duke asked her in a low voice.

"Okay!" Joanne immediately nodded. Anyway, she could replace a friend to help cover her, as long as she stayed with Duck.

The arrogant car drove for over half an hour and climbed a curved road. At last, the car stopped and the cool breeze blew from the distant valley. Joanne warmly breathed hard, and her heart was cool and thorough. His face looked at him in surprise. "Where is this? Why don't I know there's such a place around us?"

"This is the nearest reservoir to our city. There's a game restaurant next to it. Let's go." Duke took one of his coats and put it directly on Joanne's body. Walked in the direction of the stretch.

"Hey, I'm scared!" Since her childhood, Joanne lived in a city full of light. She had never walked through such a dirt-filled path in the middle of the night. Her imagination had always been rich, and she was afraid that a snake would suddenly pop out of the grass, so she did not dare to move.

Duck came from all sorts of desperate situations. Such a small path seemed to him as if he heard her timid voice. When he was shocked, he realized that he seemed to have overestimated her. Courage. He reached out to her directly. "Don't be afraid, it's safe here."

Joanne warmly smiled. "I'll take a flashlight and take a look."

Duck chuckled and took back his big hand. She walked down to her and squatted down in front of her: "I'm carrying you, I've walked many times this way. The owner of the hotel has a few puppies., It's safest to lie on my back."

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"Then I'm welcome." Joanne lay straight over, the man easily carried her back, and his hands held her leg very properly, making her steady.

However, Joanne smelled the faint mint scent on the man. She could not help but stick her face.

The man's body stiffened for a moment, but it was only a matter of seconds. He immediately returned to his steady pace.

"Duck, how did you know there's a restaurant here? Do you often bring friends here?" Joanne began to be curious.

"No, the owner of the restaurant is my friend. We've known each other before." Duke replied in a low voice.

"Then have you brought other female friends here for dinner?" Joanne was a vinegar jar.

"No, I brought my sister here." Duck answered bluntly.

"I don't believe it!" Joanne warmed her eyes and looked around: "This is a good place for a date.

"I come here most of the time because I can fish here. I can go to the restaurant and cook the fish. I'm not here for a date."

Seeing that he answered her so Georgely, Joanne could not help but laugh.

Actually, she believed that Duke didn't have those fuss. She just wanted to tease him.

Coincidentally, at this time, the sounds of a few puppies came from a place not too far away.

"You're here!" Duke whispered.

"Mr. Mu!" The restaurant owner was surprised to see him. "You didn't call to make an appointment?"

Patrick smiled and asked, "No appointment, is there no dinner?"

"Of course not, you and your friend should be seated first. I'll help you prepare some good dishes here." The restaurant owner saw that he was bringing a young and beautiful girl. "Thank you!" Duck was grateful.

Before the restaurant owner left, he suddenly asked, "Do you want to bring a bottle of red wine to you?"

Duck's handsome face was a little embarrassed. "It's not necessary. I'll drive over."

The restaurant owner smiled and nodded.

Patrick's eyes turned red and he met Joanne's smiling eyes. His handsome face turned red.

Joanne pulled the chair down and tightened the coat he gave him, his smile deepening.

Danielle did not dare to collide with her contented eyes, and deliberately looked at the side of the mountain.

However, his eyes shifted away and he still felt Joanne's eyes. He coughed lightly: "Why do you look at me like this?"

Joanne warmed her mouth and asked, "Why did the boss say to give you a drink?"

Duck thought that he had gone over this topic and did not expect her to be asked again. His handsome face was even more embarrassing.

"The boss wants to sell his drinks, but that's all?" Duck quickly answered.

"Oh!" Joanne dragged his tone.

Patrick smiled at her: "What are you thinking about?"

"I didn't think about anything, I just felt that it's good to have some wine. The scenery here is so beautiful. It's a pity not to drink some wine romantically," said Joanne.

"I can't drive and I can't drink, you have to go to school, and you can't drink either." Duck's expression was serious. Joanne knew that he would definitely answer well, so he nodded, "Alright, don't drink if you don't."

Within half an hour, the restaurant owner had served them all.

Duck put the fried shrimp pieces into her bowl: "Let's eat!"

Joanne picked up the chopsticks and took a bite. It was fragrant and crispy.

Patrick looked at the way she ate, and his thin lip smiled.

Joseph Grant came back after eight o'clock. Alvina Miller had already eaten dinner and was sitting on the sofa reading. The man put his coat on his arm and walked in with his elegant temperament. Alvina Miller quickly put down the book in her hand and walked towards him.

The man naturally reached out and hugged the girl she leaned on. He gently rubbed her long hair a few times.

"Have you had dinner?" Alvina Miller looked up at him and asked.

Joseph Grant nodded. "I've eaten it before, but I didn't eat much. I'm still a little hungry."

"Then, do you want something to eat? There's still a lot to eat in the fridge." Alvina Miller heard that he was not full, and the first reaction was to make something for him.

Joseph Grant put his coat on the back of the chair and pulled her. "I don't need you, I'll do it myself."

"I really want to do something for you. You're so busy with your work day, you have to cook for yourself, my wife is equivalent to furnishings."

Seeing that she was angry with her, Joseph Grant could not help but laugh: "As long as I don't feel that you are lazy, no one can control you."

"I can't be used to me like this," Alvina said.

"I'm used to looking at a few more things." The man said as he opened the fridge and found that there was indeed a lot of food stuffed inside. He took it out and looked through it. There were pasta and bread. And some quick-frozen corn dumplings.

Joseph Grant picked out a bag of dumplings and turned towards the kitchen.

Alvina Miller was stunned. Habit became natural? Was this man encouraged to be lazy?

How could she be a husband like her?

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