Tangled Up In Blue

Chapter 112 I Only Love You

The old lady was overjoyed. She looked at the two people who were different from usual, and her smile was full of wrinkles. She turned around and staggered to the kitchen. "I'll ask the maid to cook!"

"Grandma, don't worry." Poppi said. Seeing the old lady wave her hand, she heaved a sigh and turned around. "Cora! Come with grandma... "

Her voice trailed off in the middle of the sentence. Hearing that, Poppi could not help but see that the moment the Cora turned around, the expression on her face was filled with disgust, sadness and resentment, like a knife stabbing into her heart.

"What's wrong?" But Malcolm grasped the arm of Poppi all of a sudden. With a nervous expression on his face, he turned around to take a look at Cora and said coldly: "Cora, go to the kitchen to find grandma."

After meeting with Poppi's eyes, Cora came to her sense and restrained all her emotions. Hearing the order of Malcolm, she nodded slightly and said, "yes, young master."

Poppi took a deep breath and suddenly realized that she had nothing to talk with Cora in the past three years, probably because of Malcolm! Was Cora hostile to her? "Cora versus Malcolm …

"What are you thinking about?" Malcolm sighed and tried to get her out of her world. He was afraid that Poppi would be immersed in her own world and he couldn't go into that place. He would panic.

"Nothing." Poppi smiled and pretended as if nothing had happened, "it's not appropriate for us to stand here while grandma is in the kitchen."

"She hates the kitchen the most. She will come out as soon as she is ready." Then, before he finished his words, he saw his grandmother walking out of the kitchen. After taking two steps, she turned around and reminded them, "don't forget it!"

She laughed and waited for the old lady to come here to watch TV with her. It was rare for Malcolm to sit beside her. Putting on his home slippers, he sat beside Poppi in a casual way. He didn't watch TV but held her hand to move. Poppi was drawn out and he pulled her hands back a few minutes later.

"Square dance!" A group of comely aunts were invited from a weekend show on TV. They danced square on TV. The old lady was excited when she saw them, "Little Turtle, jump up quickly."

"Me?" Poppi was stunned for a moment and then smiled, "grandma, it's not that I'm bragging. I'm sure I've danced better than them."

"Then you come and dance!" The old lady pushed Poppi and stood up.

Poppi scratched her head. She took a look at Malcolm, and then looked at the expectant eyes of the grandma. She stood up and said, "don't laugh!"

Malcolm nodded, but couldn't help smiling.

Facing the television, Poppi began to dance together with the other aunts. Exaggerated movements and joyous music could be seen clearly as she jumped here and there. She looked very happy but even more funny.

Malcolm couldn't help but burst into laughter, and even the old lady laughed loudly.

Poppi didn't stop dancing and moved her body vehemently, "my dear grandma, would you consider me as a beautiful flower in the square if I get old? There must be many old men who want to dance with me. "

"Well, forget it!" The old lady pouted. "I really know my grandson. He is very envious of everyone who was close to you, he might do anything out of jealousy. It is impossible to you want to dance with the old man! Then he maybe would not let you dance in the square."

Hearing that, Poppi giggled, stopped and fell into the sofa weakly. She stared at Malcolm and smiled, "Mr. Malcolm, is that so?"

"You guess?" Malcolm cast a glance at her calmly.

"I can't guess it." "I'm so tired," Poppi gasped and slightly lifted the corners of her mouth. Grandma, please sit here. I want to check if dinner is ready. " Then she went to the kitchen.

Malcolm kept looking at Poppi. The old lady smiled gently and felt a little relieved. What she cared about most seemed not to be a problem. She would have no regret even if she died now.

The delicious dinner at the table made Poppi feel that it was too heavy.

There were the yam stew, fried eggs with leek, stewed bean curd with loach and one… The pig kidneys! In front of Poppi were stewed black chicken, mushroom soup and Toad soup and double snow with ice candy.

The old lady urged them to eat.

Malcolm's face darkened. He quietly pushed the pig kidneys far away and ate several other dishes, ignoring the old lady's enthusiasm. Sitting opposite to Mr. Malcolm, Poppi almost burst into laughter, but before she had time to laugh at others, the old lady began to entertain her again. Poppi pouted and pretended to eat two chicken claws.

'well, some dishes are nourishing yin for the body of woman and other dishes are tonifying yang for male organ. What an obvious purpose!' they thought!

After the meal, there was not enough time for them to enjoy the slow pace, then the old lady urged Poppi and Malcolm to go upstairs to sleep.

Then he said reluctantly, "grandma, we are here to keep you company. Why are you driving us to sleep?"

"For you can give birth to a great grandson for me!" She said confidently, "you two are adults now. It's not fun to play with me. I don't need your accompany. I want a great grandson."

This reason couldn't be refuted by them. And then they were pushed into the bedroom together.

The bedroom was dark without any light on. It was a clear, bright moon with some cold light. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

"What?" Poppi took a deep breath and walked to the window, "don't turn on the light, okay? The moon is shining brightly tonight. "

Seeing the smile on Poppi's face like a fairy again, Malcolm could not help but ask, "you smiled again. What are you laughing at?"

"What?" Poppi was confused. She turned around and seemed to merge with the huge moon behind. "Did I laugh?" she asked. She touched her face and continued, "I'm just in a good mood. I can't help but smile. Is the smile on my face very obvious?"

Malcolm walked two steps to the side of Poppi and nodded, "it's obvious."

Obviously, he was deeply moved. He was poisoned by Poppi and was addicted to kissing her.

He gently wrapped his arms around her waist, slightly leaned over, and gradually kissed her seductively and tantalizingly. Finally, there was only one centimeter between them, and they breathed deeply.

The atmosphere in the bedroom became a little ambiguous.

Poppi was a little tipsy. She put her soft hand on his shoulder. She stood on tiptoe slightly. Her face was red, but she looked at him without blinking. Her mouth was slightly open and she was somewhat at a loss…

"Poppi, do you like me?" Said Malcolm in a mellow voice.

"Yes, I like you." Poppi nodded, absent-minded

"Kiss me."

He said in an imperative tone which made Poppi couldn't refuse. Now she realized that seduction was not exclusive to women and that men were even better. Poppi's mind went blank. She slowly moved closer to his lips, raised her head, closed her eyes, and slowly kissed him. Trembling, she reached out her tongue…

Under the moonlight, their figures were perfectly matched.

"Cora is just my subordinate," After kissing for a long time, Malcolm's voice sounded a little breathless. He held Poppi's waist with one hand, and held her head with the other hand. Then he whispered in her ear, "what did she do to you just now? Are you afraid of her? "

Poppi shook her head in his arms and said, "No."

Malcolm kissed the Poppi's hair, pushed her away a little bit, stared at her eyes and said seriously, "do you know that I'm a friend of Mr. Wei?"

Poppi nodded.

"I came out with him in the first place. For a long time ago. I had been doing the same things as he is still doing now. But later, I chose a bright path, and he continued to struggle in darkness. It was Cora

who saved Barry, and then she worked for me. So the relation of Cora with only was the subordinate- superior. I told you that because I wanted you not to think too much. "

"Then… Does she like you? " Asked Poppi.

Malcolm frowned, "I don't know. I only like you. " Poppi smiled.

Then he pinched Poppi's face, "leave her alone. And, what I just said is to tell you, don't be afraid. That's my past. I can't change it. I will take good care of you from now on and won't let you touch those bad things. "

"I'm not afraid!" Poppi said with a smile.

"That's good." Malcolm said in a relaxed tone, but with a serious look on his face, "but if someone trouble you, I can't guarantee that I will kill which in an extreme way, no matter who it is."

Poppi was shocked and reflexively looked at Malcolm. In the dark bedroom, Poppi just stared at him. She could actually see the ruthlessness and other cruel means from his eyes. He was totally surrounded by rage…

Poppi was not afraid at all but she could not help thinking those scenes which happened many years ago. The look in her eyes was very similar to that of the man who was rescued by her on that rainy night…

"Ah!" When Poppi was thinking, she suddenly felt light. She couldn't help but screamed rapidly. The next second, she fell on the bed, and Malcolm got close to her.

"What are you thinking about now?" Malcolm kissed her abruptly and put his hand into her clothes quickly and skillfully.

Poppi whined and quickly hid herself. She blushed and said, "stop it. Grandma is next door!"

"Don't worry!" Malcolm unbuttoned Poppi and said in a low voice, "grandma has prepared so many dishes for us. We can't waste her talent."

"Not now! But it was too early now… Well... "

"I can't wait anymore." "You haven't told me what you are thinking about yet," murmured Malcolm while kissing her hurriedly.

"Nothing." Afraid that Malcolm would misunderstand her, Poppi took the initiative to put her arms around his neck. She must have been brainwashed by Shirley today. Thinking of what happened eight years ago, she was still lost in wild thoughts. If the man is Malcolm, the world would be too small! Besides, she had never heard from Celine that someone had looked for her. It was her own thinking.

"What if you are pregnant, Poppi?" Malcolm asked deliberately.

"What?" Hearing this, Poppi came to her senses suddenly and asked, "will the baby be born? I... I... "

"Well, give birth to it." "Bear me a child." Malcolm interrupted her.

The air in the bedroom was so romantic and refreshing.

Feeling his gentle and lingering act, Poppi's heart was warmed and she nodded unconsciously.