"It's okay, Vera, have you forgotten, that's why I lived in!"

Marlon comforted Vera as he smiled and rubbed Maria's head.

"Okay then, then I'...... Well...... Sir Lothar, you wait a minute......"

For some reason, Vera's face suddenly turned red, she lowered her head, whispered half a word, and then hurriedly left Marlon's room.

What's going on? - Malone looked at Vera's back, stunned on the bed and at a loss.

"But what happened to the ugly duckling?"

Seeing Vera leave, Maria hurriedly asked.

"The ugly duckling it ...... By the way, Maria, you fell asleep last night while the story was tending? ”

Marlon shook his head, then asked Maria.

"I remember the ugly duckling was about to freeze to death...... Sir Lothar, the ugly duckling can't really freeze to death, does it? ”

Maria furrowed her small, lovely eyebrows and thought for a long time before remembering the memory of last night, and then asked heartily.

"Of course not, because ......"

Malone smiled, and was about to continue the story of the "ugly duckling" when he suddenly found Vera walking into her bedroom again—this time, holding what appeared to be a stack of clothes.

Clothes?

- Marlon suddenly realized why Vera had just run away.

After taking a shower last night, Malone burned his dirty pants in the fireplace, and now, he only has one shirt that is equally dirty but has to be worn; Although the thin quilt blocked his lower body, the strong muscles on his chest and abdomen were bare/naked/naked in front of Vera.

"Luo ...... Sir Lothar, this is what I found in the cupboard...... Clothes, I estimated the size, you should be able to wear the upper ......"

Vera tilted her head slightly, blushing, and put the clothes in her hand beside Marlon's bed.

"Ahem...... Okay, Vera, I got it......"

Malone replied awkwardly - he didn't think it was anything, but looking at Vera's reaction, it didn't seem like "nothing".

"That'...... Sir Lothar, I'll go out and prepare breakfast for you, and Mary will ask you first...... Mary, be obedient, don't trouble Sir Lothar, you know? ”

Vera straightened up and said goodbye to Marlon as she told her daughter.

"Got it, Mom!"

Maria replied aloud - although there was no shortage of tossing and turning that night, the little girl was in good spirits now, and it seemed that Marlon's pillow story was indeed quite effective.

Malone wanted to say goodbye to Vera, but when he looked up, he was stunned.

It wasn't until now that Malone saw Vera's outfit clearly - Vera was only wearing a thin nightdress, and the skirt of this nightdress didn't know if it was damaged or it was like this, it was so short that it could only cover the base of Vera's thighs, and the round/moist/plump/full arc was exposed;

At the same time, the neckline of the nightdress is also wide open, although you can't see anything from the bottom up, the high/towering double/peak that obscures the view is enough to make the young Marlon red-faced.

Apparently, Vera woke up in a panic because she was worried about the missing Maria, and didn't even think about whether her nightdress was decent or not before entering Marlon's bedroom.

The blonde beauty's morning spring light made Ma Long's mouth a little dry, and at the same time, he had to move his quilt slightly, so as not to be found by the mother and daughter to find themselves more and more obviously erect...... Male instincts.

However, Malone's movements seem to be a little too big, so that they are discovered by the sensitive Vera; How could Vera, who had already been married, not understand what Marlon was trying to hide, she lowered her head suspiciously, and after seeing the small, somewhat ill-fitting nightdress on her body, she quickly pressed the hem of the nightdress with both hands.

"I ...... I'll go first......"

Vera muttered quietly, then turned around and ran into her bedroom as fast as she could, slamming the door shut, leaning against the panel and gasping redly.

Oops...... Because I was worried about Maria, I forgot to change my clothes...... Sir Lothar, he doesn't think he's hooking ...... Seduce/Lead......

- Thinking of this, Vera couldn't help but squat down and covered her red cheeks with both hands.

"Mom is so weird today!"

Maria sat beside Marlon and grumbled with a wrinkled face.

"Yes...... Is it? Ahem...... Maria, will you go out for a while? ”

Marlon knew that Vera must have noticed his strange gaze before she escaped, but he couldn't explain it to Maria; And the most important thing now is to quickly change into new clothes, so Malone plans to break the little girl apart.

"Oh......"

Maria nodded sensibly, then jumped off the ground, trotted out of Marlon's bedroom barefoot, and closed the door on him, as if knowing what Malone wanted to do.

Marlon then realized that Maria was not wearing shoes and hesitated, but instead of calling Maria back, he reached for the dress that Vera had brought.

Rather than having Maria put on her shoes, it would be better to finish her clothes and let her go back to bed...... I wish Vera had underwear in the clothes she brought......

- Marlon thought as he shook off his neatly folded clothes.

……

Mary stood at the door of Marlon's bedroom, staring at the closed door—the little girl did not seem to realize that she was not wearing shoes, and she now only wished that Sir Lothar would quickly change her clothes and tell herself the story of the "ugly duckling".

Maria's expectations were not disappointed, and soon the closed door was opened, and Marlon, who was already fully dressed, picked her up and lifted the little girl high.

To Maria's happy laughter, Marlon led her back to her bedside and sat down, intending to start telling the story.

"Sir Lothar, may I not call you Sir Lothar?"

Before Marlon could speak, Maria suddenly asked.

"Absolutely! But what are you going to call me? ”

Malone asked with some surprise.

"I don't know...... But I don't want to call you Sir Lothar, and every time I say 'sir,' I almost bite my tongue! ”

Mary grumbled with her cheeks puffed.

It turns out that in the lingua franca, the word "jazz" is relatively complex, and it is undoubtedly a rare word for the young Maria; In addition, she is a bit particular about pronunciation, so Maria will always accidentally bite her tongue.

"That's right...... Then you will call me Uncle Marlon from now on...... Well, it seems a bit old...... It's okay to call me Brother Marlon. ”

Marlon was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but pinch Maria's face and said to her.

"Marlon...... Is that your name? Then can't I just call you Ma Long? ”

Maria found it a bit of a hassuff to add a suffix, so she played a clever trick.

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