Come on Daddy!

Chapter 136 You Got My Feelings for You?

Bright was so handsome and outstanding, resembling Francis at 60 percent, and the other 40 percent, his mother.

Then how incredibly beautiful would his mother be? Rose was quite curious. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

While thinking, she saw Bright walking over on the carpet.

"What are you looking at?" Bright saw a childhood photo of himself in her hand.

"Fancy! Mr. Lee was so cute and lovely in the childhood and smiled so brightly. But why do you always keep a straight face now?" Rose put back the photo of the 3-year-old Bright with bright smile on his face.

"I will smile just for you." Since understanding his true feeling, Bright quite knew how to speak words of love.

Rose gave him a glance, and her ears began to turn hot.

"Why can't you hear me sweet-talk?" Bright found her strange look, "It seems that Mrs. Lee hasn't heard enough, so let me talk more to make you accustomed."

Rose turned around to show her back to him, "Have it been solved? Will you still insist on paternity test?"

Bright put his arms around her waist from her back, and embraced her, "Of course. He is my father, and I know him very well."

"What did you say so that you father has changed his mind?" Rose's curiosity was ignited by him.

"This is a secret." Bright raised his lips and smiled complacently.

"There is no secret between couples, right?" At this moment, Rose said "couples" so fluently and naturally.

"I will consider to tell you if you kiss me." Bright lowered his head and his hot breath lingered around her fair and sensitive neck.

Rose pulled away his hand and left his embrace. Bright walked forward and then pulled her onto the big bed.

She was beneath him, looking at his eyes, with strong affection. Their warm gazes contained all the deep love.

If it had not been today, Rose would have thought that she couldn't be sure about her feelings for Bright.

If it had not been today, Rose would not have known that Bright fell in love with her.

Were they having affection for each other?

"Bright…" She called him softly, "Why haven't you divorced?"

"I don't want to." He had such a wife that he was quite satisfied with. Why would he divorce? Was he looking for trouble?

"Because… You like me?" She asked directly.

Rose's gaze flew like the galaxy, sweeping across his deep eyes. She ran her fair fingers against his chiseled face, and every movement deeply impressed him.

Bright grabbed her hand and pulled it down. He lowered his head and kissed her on her beautiful cherry lips.

Rose opened widely her eyes instinctively, and he kissed so carefully and softly, which made her relaxed gradually. She closed her eyes slowly, chasing tenderness with his rhythm, with enchanted heart. He dominated and she obeyed.

Rose didn't come back from the intoxication just now to the reality until Bright took the initiative to end the kiss. But she had an irregular heartbeat, and her fair skin turned red. Her eyes were blurred and charming, with plenty of fascination.

Bright's breath was deep and heavy, with moisturized thin lips and lightly narrowed eyes. His sexy and attractive appearance exuded masculine charm. Looking at Bright who was so attractive, Rose exclaimed his handsomeness.

"Do you feel it?" Bright ran his fingertips against her red and slightly swollen lips.

"What?"

"My affection for you. I only want to kiss you." He was expressing his love to her implicitly.

Rose smiled with shyness, like a blooming peony, beautiful and aromatic.

At this time, someone knocked on the door, "Mr. and Mrs. Lee, Madam had me inform you that the meal is ready."

"OK. In a minute." Bright said with a hoarse voice because of accelerated pulse.

He sat up and stretch out his hands to help Rose sit up, "I have promised my father that I will stay here tonight."

"Stay here tonight?" Looking at him, Rose felt a little uneasy.

Then they had to sleep in the same bedroom, and even on the same bed?

They were couples and she also liked him, so it should be okay if they slept together, but she was still very nervous.

Except the intimacy of 5 years ago, she was as pure as a blank sheet of paper, not knowing much about sex.

She didn't know what would happen between him and her. She seemed not to have prepared herself for their relationship, which would change from a nominal couple to a real one.

"What are you thinking about?" Bright said, seeing her looking down blankly.

"No… nothing." Rose immediately held back her uneasiness, and smiled.

"Really?" He asked again.

Rose knew that she couldn't cheat him with such an appearance. She looked at the photo of Bright in his childhood, together with Francis, "I am thinking why there is no photo of your mother? What did she look like?"

"My grandparents said that my mother passed away when I was only one-year-old. My father was very sad. Grandparents said they didn't want my father to see the photos and think of my mother, so they burnt all the photos of my mother over her grave. Since I could remember, my family had never mentioned my mother, and I don't know what my mother looks like." Bright draped his arms around her shoulder, and sneered at himself.

There should be no one who didn't know mother's appearance even in adulthood like him.

"You can't remember because you were so young at that time, but in addition to the photos, is there no other way to know? For example, do your mother's parents have her photos? Or your mother's relatives or friends?" Rose felt very strange.

If Francis was really sad, he should leave himself at least one for his last nostalgia.

Why did she feel that the Lee family didn't want Bright to know his mother? Was there any secret?

"I was brought up by my grandmother, and have no impression or no affection about my mother. And I don't think it would change anything even if I know what she looked like." Bright thought there was indifference in his nature, and he didn't rely on emotion.

After hearing what Bright said, Rose knew that Bright became like this because he had noticed that the Lee family didn't want him to know about his mother.

Suddenly, she felt pitiful for Bright. His mother passed away at an early age and he didn't know about her during these 30 years.

Wasn't he curious about what his mother looked like?

"But she is your mother, after all. How about we going to visit your mother's grave and have a look at her?" Rose suggested.

"No. My mother's grave is not in City J. It is far away, and we don't have to bother ourselves." Bright stood up and took her hand. He didn't want to talk much about his mother, "Let's go downstairs, and don't make my father wait long. If he turns angry and goes back on his words, it will be very troublesome."

"Really?"

"It is so easy to fool you."

"Bright!"