Charming Mommy of adorable triplets Novel novel Chapter 604

Chapter 604

Nolan’s face looked softened under the interlacing white lights and shadows it was flawless, profound, and attractive that no words could describe his perfection

Maisie walked toward him, lifted her hand, rubbed his eyebrows lightly, and slid her finger down the bridge of his well-defined nose.

Nolan frowned raised his hand, grabbed her wrist, dragged her into his arms, and then slowly opened his eyes to look at her. “You’re really a bad woman.” Maisie chuckled, placed her hands on his shoulders, and leaned closer to him. “How am I a bad woman?”

He then wrapped his arms around her waist. You’re finally done with your work. Are you hungry?”

Yes.’ She nodded.

Nolan hugged her with a smile, pressed his lips and nose against her neck, and gave off a pregnant smirk.” Are you really hungry?”

Maisie pushed against his chest feebly. “Stop fooling around already. I’m really hungry, so hungry that I literally have no strength to do anything now.”

Nolan stopped messing around, let go of her, and sorted his suit out. What do you want to eat? I’ll take you there.”

Maisie thought about something, grabbed his arm, and smiled brightly. “I haven’t eaten ravioli in a very long time. I want to eat ravioli

Nolan had asked Quincy to go back first when he came over, so it was fortunate that Maisie had driven to work today.

She could not guarantee that the amnesiac would know the way.

She drove her car to a small ravioli shop near Housten Street. The restaurants signboard had not been changed over the past 20 years, and it looked ancient

Even the restaurant’s interior decoration looked very ordinary, simple, and very down to earth.

Nolan did not seem to have been to such a place to eat before this. He took a look around at the wooden stools and tables in the shop and creased his eyebrows

She then spooned the ravioli, tasted it, and sent it to the side of his mouth. “Do you want to give it a try?”

Nolan stared at the food that she handed over but did not move,

Maisie frowned. “You don’t despise my saliva, do you?” “How could it be?” Nalan held her hand and shoved the ravioli that she had taken a bite from into his mouth

He then coughed vigorously for some reason.

Maisie laughed. “Nolan, are you telling me that you can’t handle spicy food?”

Nolan grabbed the bowl of beef broth, took a huge sip out of it, and then finally felt relieved. “I never liked spicy food ever since I was a kid.”

Maisie lowered her eyes and chuckled. “Wayion and Colton are like you. They don’t like spicy food, but they both try their best to eat spicy food only because Daisie likes her spicy crayfish.”