Matriarch of the Hockleys

"Don't worry, Betty, you are the most beautiful lady in Givernia." Mrs. Foster hurriedly comforted her daughter, "How about? Let's go shopping in the town?"

"Hurry up, I'll go to that hat!" Before Mrs. Foster could finish speaking, Betty ran up the stairs with a 'boom boom~'.

Mrs. Foster, who stayed where she was, gritted her teeth and decided to add a few more pieces to her daughter. Beauty also needs to be dressed up.

The same thing happened to almost all the families in Givernia. The wives took their daughters to shop in the town like warriors ready to go.

"Andrea, didn't you go out for a stroll today?" Carl took off his coat and hung it on the back of the chair.

"No, there are many groups of people visiting today. We are all busy chatting with them, so we don't have time to go out." Even though she said this, Andrea still looked very excited.

"I've met almost all the wives."

While the two were talking, Doris saw Eden walking out, and she followed.

"Doris?" Andrea asked puzzled, "Let me go out for a while." Eden's back seemed to be stiff.

When they left the living room, Andrea suddenly said, "How about we have a dance?"

"Prom?" Carl asked and sat next to Andrea.

"Why did you think of this?" Carl asked, but he didn't reject Andrea's proposal.

"Several wives want to attend our ball. And we will live here for a while, a ball can help us get acquainted with the residents here as soon as possible." Andrea looked at Carl coquettishly.

Seeing Andrea's upright expression, Carl felt amused in his heart, and suddenly wanted to tease her.

"Prom? It's not necessary," Carl raised his head, pretending to disagree. "We can go to the local dance, which is a lot easier."

"Isn't it troublesome to hold a dance party? Let's make a rough arrangement first, and just give instructions to the housekeeper." Andrea leaned towards Karl and tugged at his hand.

"But I just don't want to do it," Carl waved his hand disinterestedly.

"Carl," Andrea called out to Carl with some displeasure, and shook off Carl's hand in dissatisfaction.

Only then did Karl realize that he seemed to have pissed her off, so he hurriedly moved to look at Andrea.But the look of this thing is really cute, much more lively than before.

"What's the matter?" He put his arm around Andrea's shoulder and asked knowingly.

"What's the matter?" Andrea looked at Carl angrily.

"Carl, I really want to have a dance." Andrea shook Carl.

"Kiss me first," Carl said with bright eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, Andrea quickly kissed him on the face. "It's all right!"

Andrea glared at Carl, as if he would pounce on him and bite him if he disagreed.

"I haven't finished yet, a kiss on the mouth counts." Carl smiled like a fox who had successfully stolen.

"You," Andrea said shyly and annoyed. Before she had time to think, she moved her hands first.

She squeezed Carl hard, although the lightness of the force was not worth mentioning to Carl.But she also 'pissed off' Carl to a certain extent.

Carl put his hand on the backrest next to Andrea, and leaned towards her. "I'm angry, Andrea."

Andrea looked at Carl nervously, and couldn't help stepping back.When she hit the backrest, her heart almost jumped out.

"My dear, you are so charming." Carl covered her lips while talking and laughing.

It's so tender, so sweet, and it really tastes exactly like the one in the dream.Carl hooked Andrea's tongue and sucked it non-stop, and Andrea's struggle gradually disappeared from being weak.

The two were gradually addicted to it, as if there was a sound of "tsk tut" water, and the pink breath filled the entire hall.

The atmosphere in the garden is much more deserted.

"Where are you going?" Looking at Eden who was walking in front of her, Doris felt a little sore in her feet.

"I want to walk again, you should go back first!" Eden stopped and continued to walk forward.

"Ah! My feet." Hearing Doris' scream, Eden ran towards her in a panic.

"What's the matter, did you twist your ankle?" Carl immediately grabbed Doris' ankle without thinking about it.

"No," Doris blushed at the thought of her feet being held by him.

It was only after he had calmed down that he realized what was wrong with him. He hurriedly let go of his hand and took a step back. "Then I'll go first."

"Hey!" Doris immediately rushed over and put her whole body on Eden.

Eden was taken aback by her sudden move, and was almost pulled to the ground by her.

Holding Doris in his arms, Eden said awkwardly, "Stand up!" with an expression as if he had a hot potato in his arms.

"I don't want to stand, that's fine." Doris seemed determined that Eden would not let go, she tugged on Eden's arm and let out a happy laugh.

"Get up, let people see what it looks like!" Eden frowned, and his tone was a little helpless.

"If you see it, you will see it. It just so happens that we can get married." Doris said indifferently.

Seeing Eden's serious face, Doris felt very helpless.Why is it so rigid?Shouldn't normal people readily agree when they meet the opposite sex?Is she that unattractive?

For a moment, Doris felt unconfident about her appearance.

But this is not enough to shake her determination to date and marry Eden, "It's been two years, what do you think?"

"what?"

"Of course it's marriage. I'm already eighteen. Do you want to drag me until I'm 20?" Doris' expression became serious.

"Sorry, Miss William. It's better for us to be friends." Eden didn't hate Doris, but he really didn't have the urge to marry her.

Yes, impulsive.

Although he is not stable at times, Eden believes that marriage is a major event in life, and it is a very happy and complete thing to be able to enter the palace of marriage with someone who wants to stay together until old age.

He just wants to spend his whole life with a lady who can make him want to get married.

Although he was used to Doris appearing in his life, he really didn't want to marry her.

"I'm sorry," Doris looked at the expressionless Eden in disappointment, feeling very sad.

"I'm eighteen. My brother kept introducing me to gentlemen, but I refused them all. Why didn't you even give me a chance?" Doris looked at Eden with a hurt expression. "You really don't have feelings for me?"

Before Eden could answer, Doris put her arms around his shoulder and kissed him.

Eden's pupils constricted, and he looked at Doris who was kissing him in shock.For some unknown reason, Eden let go of his hand that wanted to push her away.

But within a few seconds, Doris left his lips and turned around without hesitation.

Eden touched his moist lips, wondering what he was thinking.

"Doris, we" Before Andrea finished speaking, Doris ran upstairs.

"What's wrong with her?" Andrea looked at Carl suspiciously, but saw him shrugging towards her.

"Then we'll have a dance the day after tomorrow afternoon, that's all."

"Okay." Carl's words were doting, he pinched Andrea's earlobe and said, "It's getting late, go get ready for a rest." "Yeah."

Ever since Mr. Bruce released the news of the ball being held, the whole Givernia was in a state of excitement.The owners of the clothing stores and accessories stores almost burst into laughter. I really hope these ladies will always be so enthusiastic.

"Edward, put this coat on." Looking at her son who looked extra energetic with pomade, Mrs. Greg's tone was full of pride.look!This is her son.

"Mom, how's it going?" Thinking of the glimpse that day, little Mr. Gregg felt hot inside.Miss Bruce seemed like a tailor-made wife for him. He recalled the meeting that day several times, and the more he thought about it, the more he liked it.

"Well, it is indeed my son. Miss William will definitely fall in love with you." Mrs. Gregg seemed to have seen Miss William dressed as a bride, marrying Edward with a huge dowry.

"What? No, it should be Miss Bruce, she is the best match for me." Although that Miss William is also very charming, but he already likes that Miss Bruce, otherwise he would definitely give in to that Miss William of.

Mr. Greg Jr. thought narcissistically, it's a pity to miss such an excellent man like me.Don't know who she's going to marry, oh, poor Miss William.

"Miss Bruce!?" Mrs. Greg was still more satisfied with Miss William.The dowry is the measure of a woman, and that headband is Miss William's proof.

"God, Miss Bruce came with her brother. How could you successfully court her?" Mrs. Greg firmly believed that Miss William's dowry was definitely more than Miss Bruce's.

"And that Mr. Hockley seems to like Miss Bruce. They both live in Delfino Manor. How did you argue?" Mrs. Gregg showed a disapproving expression, "That Miss William is very nice. The headbands cost twenty pounds."

"What!" Mr. Greg Jr. shouted in surprise, "Why didn't you tell me earlier," complained in his tone.

"After I get married, I have to control my money more strictly. If I know how to spend money like this, how can I afford it!" Mr. Greg Jr. seems to have forgotten his previous idea of ​​marrying Miss Bruce.

"You're right to think so. You have to manage your money well. There's no way you can spend it like she does." Thinking of the twenty pounds, Mrs. Gregg felt a throbbing pain in her heart.