The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Chapter 1975

Chapter 1975

Julie echoed a few words weakly in the group, just Start changing the subject.

"Have you chosen a wedding dress for the bride?"

"Where are you planning to go on your honeymoon?" "Does lan Carter have any special gifts? If not, we will directly prepare the money! If so, it will be swiped."

Nicole sent a whatsapp message to lan: "?"

lan: "..."

Nicole: "OK."

It was a strange reply, but both of them understood.

lan was already confirmed, and it wasn't a joke.

Putting away the phone, he said to Clayton calmly,"Prepare a gift."

Clayton nodded.

Nicole's friends are naturally more valuable. Talking about the child playing with the bottle in Clayton's arms, twisting and twisting, accidentally spilled milk on him.

Clayton paused, and calmly patted the talking child on the shoulder, "Let's say the little baby is so awesome that he can twist open the bottle!"

Talking about the little kid who was not worried about being criticized, he thought Daddy was complimenting him, Smiling, he put his arms around his neck and took a sip. Clayton nodded happily.

Nicole walked over and picked up the little friend who said, "Go and change clothes, Mr. Sloan, go on, your son almost doesn't know his surname!"

Clayton smiled, walked over and kissed on her face, her eyes were full of tenderness: "Baby, our daughter is really smart and brave, you can see that she will never be deceived by other men if she can't open the bottle cap, we should teach her to distinguish between good and bad! "

Nicole frowned slightly, completely unable to keep up with Clayton's thoughts.

When she was still worried about saying that the children were about to destroy, Clayton had already seen the distant future?

God!

Is this man's mind too distracting?

Clayton smiled and went to the cloakroom to change clothes at a leisurely pace.

Nicole put the children on her car, and the whole living room could be used by her.

She quickly plunged into her own world without crying or making trouble.

Nicole smiled helplessly, remembering that several clothes that Clayton often wore had just been dry cleaned and hadn't been put into the cloakroom.

She got up and took the bag to the door of the cloakroom, knocked on the door, and went in.

"You need clothes..."

Clayton took off half of his clothes, and the lines of his thin upper body were smooth.

Even though the two of them were already close enough, Nicole was still stunned for a second when she saw the fragrant scene so suddenly, and then covered her eyes: "Stinky hooligan." Clayton chuckled, his voice warm and gentle.

Nicole blinked, realizing that Clayton was overreacting.

This is her own man, she can look at it however she wants!

Why are you embarrassed?

right.

Thinking of this, Nicole paused and quietly dropped his fingers.

In the next second, Clayton's big hands covered her eyes, and it was pitch black in front of her.

With a little force, he blindfolded her and pushed her out.

She also laughed arrogantly: "Don't peek!"

Nicole: "..."

She was really pissed off.

She can't see, who can?

But when she was about to push the door in and declare her sovereignty, Clayton quickly changed his clothes and came out, changing his pants. Just unhurriedly buttoning the shirt.

He smiled meaningfully, "Baby, are you taking advantage of me on purpose?"

Nicole's heart skipped a beat.

She raised her chin calmly: "What do you think?"

Clayton's smile deepened, and he walked over and touched her earlobe, her most sensitive place.

Nicole shrank abruptly, but Clayton suddenly approached and kissed the spot on her earlobe: "I think you did it on purpose."

Nicole trembled for a moment with the magnetic voice in her ear.

That feeling, as if her heart was hooked.

This Clayton, is there a fox spirit living in his soul!

She gritted her teeth, pushed Clayton away suddenly, and ran into the bedroom.

Heart beating fast.

In the past, it seemed that only when Clayton deliberately flirted with her did she react the most strongly. But now, she felt that she could no longer control her heartbeat. Clayton heard a low, hoarse laughter from behind, happy and hearty.

Very proud.

Nicole felt a little hot on her face, so she called Yvette directly.

She wants to ask her about her experience.

Yvette had just finished scolding lan, and she was in a better mood.

After Nicole finished talking about the feeling just now, she sighed: "I always felt that I was very rational, but the reaction of my body just couldn't deceive people. I felt like I was trapped. I just liked it, I was very close to him in every way. It's suitable, of course I like it a little bit, I can control it..."

Before she could finish, Yvette interrupted her: "Take it down. You have to recognize yourself Just look at him more than a hundred times today. You two look at each other and you can't wait to be drawn...I tell you, you are helpless, this man has completely control your happiness. Feeling angry, you are in danger!"

Nicole blinked, feeling that she was in danger.

Although she likes Clayton very much, she always feels that she can still control it.

Even if it was love that she said casually, she waited for Clayton to say it first, and then she would go along with his words.

She never took the initiative to say it.

They've been through so much, and she's always found it easy to be strong in a relationship.

But hearing Yvette say this, she felt that she was hanging!

She don't put all her emotions on a man, she has done this stupid thing before and spurned herself.

Today, her marriage is perfect, and it cannot be said that there is no credit for her painstaking efforts. But let her be stupid again, what should she do, she can't do it! She walked irritably around the room. But soon, Clayton came over and knocked on the door, but he didn't hear anything inside, thinking Nicole was angry.

Baby? Ms. Stanton?"

No one responded.

Clayton was worried and could only push the door in by himself.

But before taking a step, a pillow was thrown over, and Clayton grabbed it with one hand.

His eyebrows were warm and romantic, and his voice was hoarse and pleasant: "I'm sorry, it was my fault, I shouldn't have told you about you!"

After hearing his apology, Nicole's fire inexplicably disappeared, and his confidence came.

She paused.

"Then where did you go wrong?"

Clayton said, "You can watch it if you want, and you can be a hooligan if you want to be a hooligan. I shouldn't stop you. I'm just worried that the children are still outside, and we can't control it inside.....Well, I'll take it off now, so you can see enough?"

He said with slender fingers, he decisively began to unbutton his shirt.

His brows and eyes were warm and clear, as if they were not stained with dust.

Nicole was stunned by this operation.

She watched in shock as Clayton unbuttoned his clothes smoothly and began to unbutton his belt again:

"Wait..."