You Are My Mr Wright

Smelling the aroma of the food, Beau felt hungry.

However, Harriet didn't want to invite him to dinner at all. He walked into the small kitchen, but there were no bowls or chopsticks.

He frowned and walked back to the living room, and sat down on the sofa.

Harriet ate a lot at noon, so she only had one bowl of porridge. After washing the dishes, she sat in front of the desk and prepared classes in the living room. The bedroom was too small to place a desk and laptop.

Beau looked at her for a while, and then he went to the kitchen, warmed the porridge, and put it in the bowl she just used.

When Harriet heard a slight sound, she felt confused and turned around.

She saw Beau sitting at the dining table, having porridge with her bowl and chopsticks. The dining table was short, making him look very aggrieved.

She glanced at him indifferently, and then turned around to work. It had nothing to do with her.

After finishing her work, she tidied up the table and went to the bathroom to take a shower. However, there was no hot water, so she didn't take a shower.

When she went out to the living room, Beau already finished. He looked at her and said, "Go back to the House of Wright."

Harriet took the mop to drag the ground. Hearing this, she didn't raise her head and said, "It's very comfortable for me to live here. Mr. Wright, you can leave now."

Beau looked around at the narrow room, and said, "Go back to the apartment downtown."

Harriet raised her head, and said, "I won't go anywhere. Mr. Wright can leave now!"

Beau said, "Why should I leave?"

my room!" She reminded him.

"The postnuptial property is community property, so I also have

seen such a shameless person. She felt he was very

but stayed with

he wanted to do.

lay on the bed. It was a

herself with the quilt and ignored Beau outside. She fell asleep, because she had to get up early

the bedroom. He felt

sat on the sofa, but after a while, he felt uncomfortable, so

was not as comfortable as that of House of Wright. It was small and short. When Beau moved, he

and lay down again. He could only curl up on the sofa to avoid

not very good. When he stayed in the living

coat

he had never thought of leaving. On the contrary, he felt very

think about this strange feeling deeply,

woke up, it was

quickly. The sky was

not very good. When she

frowned, and thought that she had paid the heating

house were good, so she could wear fewer clothes. But now, she had to

of the room, she saw Beau

could only curl up on the sofa to sleep, and the position made him

was suspended out the sofa. His coat

was colder