Virginity in second marriages novel Chapter 1311

Because her skin was white and her lip gloss was very heavy, even if she took it off quickly, traces still remained on her fair skin.

Anna had no choice but to take a makeup remover pad and put it on as she said, "It will be ready soon."

"You girl, what are you doing?"

"Auntie, please go and sit down."

Matthew's voice suddenly sounded outside the door, and Anna was taken aback. What was she doing here at this time of day?

But luckily she had taken off her lip gloss, but worse, she had taken off a piece of the foundation she had put on earlier.

Anna: "......"

It was really a bad day for her, no matter what she did things were not going well.

Anna had to take off all her foundation and wash her face with a facial cleanser.

When Matthew pushed open the door, he saw her coming out of the bathroom with her face covered in drops of water.

The two met face to face.

She wanted to look better in front of him, but why had she messed up again? She could only smile awkwardly and explain, "I just woke up, so I thought it would be refreshing to wash my face."

"Yes." Matthew nodded and took one side of the handkerchief from his own pocket and reached down to wipe the drops from Anna's face.

"Well, go out to dinner, your parents have been waiting for you for quite a while."

Anna was about to take the handkerchief and say she would wash it for him, but Matthew had already put it away and was leading her out the door, when Anna wanted to ask, "Why are you staying for dinner with us? Have you been here all afternoon? You didn't stay at my bedside and watch me sleep, did you?

However, these questions were on her lips, but in the end she did not ask them.

When she came out, Anna's mother was already sitting, and as she watched them approach, Amelia reached out and elbowed her husband, "Old man, don't you think they look good together?"

Giancarlo, who was wearing old-fashioned glasses, glanced at the two and said, "Mr. Giordano is really a handsome man, but our daughter is a bit ......"

"The first thing you can do is to take a look at your daughter.

"I know what she is like because she is my daughter."

"I don't care, my daughter would be perfect for anyone, they are perfect for each other."

Giancarlo: "......"

He didn't want to fight with Amelia anymore, and it's not a matter of compatibility or not, it's all about people.

When Giancarlo first found out that his daughter's boyfriend was Signore Giordano of the Giordano Group, Giancarlo was really shocked.

"Matteo, this is the first time you are eating at your aunt's house, and she doesn't know your taste, so she made some, don't mind it."

Once at the table, Amelia spoke warmly to Matteo.

Anna sat down with Matthew and was stunned to see the food on the table. In her entire life, of all the meals she had eaten at home, this was the only time she had seen the most generous meal, comparable to five-star service at a hotel.

A bit extravagant, Anna thought.

There must be more than enough to eat.

Matthew was also surprised, but when he saw Amelia's warm smile he realized that Anna, his mother, was very enthusiastic about him, and of course she was afraid of neglecting him because of his status, so he let go of all his indifference and defensiveness and said softly, "Auntie, you don't have to be so busy with food, I'm not fussy, I can eat everything. "

Amelia laughed, "Of course not, these are all homemade dishes, you won't be used to eating them, will you? But in this life, it's better to eat more homemade dishes, you can't eat out all the time, even if your aunt's cooking skill is not as good as the great chefs, but your aunt's cooking is certainly healthy and hygienic."

Anna listened to Amelia's shrill voice next to her, feeling rather embarrassed, usually only restaurants that did not pass hygienic standards would be unhygienic, but those with five or six stars, or the chefs Matteo invited home, had to be qualified ah, and also focus on health.

"Mom ......" Anna interrupted her, "let's just eat."

When she finished she looked at Matteo and said carefully, "If you're not used to eating, then we can ......"

"No." Matteo smiled slightly, "It's a warm feeling I haven't had in many years."

Thereafter he had always been alone, and his meals were relaxed alone. When he was in high school, he and Marcello had been to his house once for New Year's Eve, when Marcello's old house was like this, cooking a huge table for the holidays, and then a group of people gathered around it, laughing and talking, incredibly lively.