The First Thousand and Fifty-Eight Chapters Are so Uncomfortable
Unconsciously, the time was approaching seven o'clock, and the sky was gradually darkening.
Caroline sat on the sand in the living room, absently picked up the remote control and switched to a TV station. She could faintly hear the music coming from the resort's banquet hall, and she couldn't help looking at the door again.
Eric said to prepare food for her, but it has been more than an hour now. Although she knew that Eric would never lie to herself, the girl was still a little worried, and even wondered if something happened temporarily, otherwise Eric Gram shouldn't have been away for so long.
Mayer came from the kitchen with a pot of freshly boiled water, just noticed Caroline's eyes, and smiled: "Carly, why don't I call and ask?"
Caroline shook her head quickly: "No, I, I'm not hungry either."
Mayer poured a glass of boiling water for Caroline and herself, put ice cubes in, and handed a glass to Caroline, saying, "Maybe the boss is cooking for you, so it takes so long. ."
Caroline took a sip from the glass and said, "Mary, the party over there should have started, why don't you go over there first."
"I'm not in a hurry," Mayer shook his head, sat down on the sand, and said, "If the boss comes back and finds that I left you here alone, then I will suffer."
Caroline said: "Certainly not, Eric is so good to us."
Thinking of what happened since joining the company, Mayer also agreed with Caroline. Eric is indeed very kind to the people around her. Even if she occasionally makes some small mistakes, Eric just laughs it off. Mayer felt that, except for a little bit of care, this man was simply impeccable. Even deep down, Mayer still has some small resentment that even she herself is reluctant to admit: this guy, who likes to tease women so much, but turns a blind eye to himself.
Still, remember that night at the Garden Street villa in Kensington, London. Perhaps, it's not like turning a blind eye, but she herself failed to seize the opportunity. Whenever she thinks of the situation at that time, Mayer regrets why she didn't take the initiative at that time.
The two women chatted casually, and after a while, the sound of a car finally came to mind outside the door.
After a while, Eric walked in carefully carrying a plastic box, the box was cushioned with several layers of cotton cloth, and above it was a white ceramic casserole.
As soon as Eric walked into the living room, Caroline and Mayer immediately smelled a strong aroma of meat, mixed with a touch of sweet corn.
After greeting the two women, Eric walked to the coffee table beside the sand, and gently placed the casserole in the box on the coffee table with cotton pads, and said, "Mary, go to the kitchen and get some cutlery, okay? ?"
In fact, Mayer hadn't eaten yet. He smelled the strong fragrance around him, couldn't help swallowing, nodded, got up and walked towards the kitchen.
Eric opened the lid, and the aroma in the living room became more intense. To Caroline who looked curious, he said: "The chef in the resort can't make corn rib soup, so I asked someone to go outside and find a chef to come over. The other party put butter in the first cooking time, which completely covered the aroma of the ribs and corn itself, so I asked him to do it again. In fact, I can do it myself, but I'm not very good at removing the fishy smell. It'll taste even worse when you get it right. Now, you've hurt your foot, and it's good to drink more bone broth during this time, and I'll find a chef to make it for you every day when I get back to LA."
Caroline listened to Eric ramble,
There was a little sweetness in my heart, and at the end, I hurriedly said: "No need, Eric, and if you eat too much of these things, you will gain weight."
Eric said with a smile: "Don't worry, no, I specifically asked, the pork ribs soup is very nutritious, but it is actually very low in calories."
Mayer quickly came back with two sets of tableware from the kitchen. Caroline saw these and said, "Eric, there is a lot of soup, and Mary can eat it together."
"No," Mayer shook his head and smiled lightly, "I'll just go over there and eat."
"Mary, let's stay together," Eric picked up a small bowl to help Caroline with the soup, and after listening to Caroline say this, he also said, "These are enough for the three of us, you can go get another one. Here comes the set of cutlery."
Mayer hesitated, and finally couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, and ran to the kitchen again.
Eric helped Caroline prepare the soup, carefully selected a few spare ribs, and tried the temperature on the outside of the small bowl with the palm of his hand.
Caroline carefully held the bowl in her hand, used a spoon to pick up a piece of spareribs and brought it to her mouth and took a ladylike bite. She felt that the meat was fresh and tender. Although there was not much seasoning, the taste was just right: "Ai Rick, it's delicious."
Eric smiled and said, "Then eat more."
"Well, Eric, you eat too."
Eric nodded and served himself a bowl, and Mayer soon came back and started eating together.
Although he knew that he had been a light bulb, after finishing the last bowl of pork rib soup, Mayer was satisfied that he was worth the light bulb.
After the three finished a pot of sparerib soup, Mayer diligently packed up the tableware and left immediately.
Eric and Caroline were left in the room. He carefully checked the splint on Caroline's feet. Eric knew that the fragrance in the room would take a while to dissipate. The attraction is not so great, so he said: "Otherwise, I will take you out for a walk."
Caroline nodded, as long as she could be with Eric, she could do whatever she wanted.
Eric got up, held the girl in the wheelchair, and pushed the girl out of the room.
Because of the vast area and sparsely populated employees, the resort area is very large. Eric pushed Caroline to the concrete corridor outside, blowing the cool breeze at night. Although the sound of music in the banquet hall not far away was more obvious, Eric did not intend to join in the fun.
The two stopped by a nearby clump of columnar cacti that are common in Arizona, and Eric said, "By the way, I have arranged for us to go back to Los Angeles tomorrow, and I will let Mary take care of you for the next month."
"Eric, the doctor said that it only takes half a month to rest. In fact, I feel that my feet are not so painful now."
"This can't be done. If you don't pay attention to something like a sprained ankle, it is easy to leave sequelae, so you must be sure to recover 100%." Eric was determined, and then smiled: "Don't worry, you are Work injury, no work, salary photo.”
Caroline felt Eric's tone, so she didn't say anything, and said, "Eric, in the afternoon, will those reporters be troublesome?"
Eric said in a relaxed tone: "Of course not, but disappointment is certain. However, we have no obligation to provide them with big news."
After turning around in the resort, Eric pushed Caroline back to the residence. The smell of pork ribs soup in the room had dissipated. Looking at the time, eight o'clock had passed, and Eric hugged Caroline again. Going to the sand, he said, "Otherwise, let's rest early today, and we'll go back tomorrow morning.
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Caroline nodded, but her eyes wandered a bit, floating to her right foot on which the splint was fixed, and she lowered her head slightly without saying anything.
Eric also realized something, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
Caroline was still wearing her daytime clothes at this time, with a khaki women's coat on her upper body and tight-fitting jeans on her bottom. A splint was fixed on her right foot, and a pink sock had been changed on her left foot, wrapping the small and exquisite one. of beautiful feet.
Wearing these things, certainly can not go to rest.
Aware of the situation in front of him, Eric got up and said, "Hey, wait a minute, I'll call Mary over."
Saying that, just as he was about to get up, he felt that Caroline was pulling his lichen, and a girl's voice sounded in his ears, with a bit of longing and reluctance: "Eric, you, stay with me for a while, okay? "
Eric had to sit down again: "Well, then, let's watch TV for a while."
Caroline's voice became even smaller: "I'm sleepy, Eric, take me to the bedroom."
Eric hesitated for a moment, and when he saw Caroline raising her face with hope, she nodded, reached out and carefully picked up the girl, and said, "Which room do you live in?"
This apartment was shared by Caroline and Mayer. Caroline pointed to a door: "Which one is on the left."
Eric walked over with the light girl in his arms, pushed open the door, put Caroline on the bed against the background of the living room lights, and then walked over to turn on the lights. He closed the bedroom door, went to the bed and pulled up the quilt to cover Caroline, then pulled over a chair and sat beside the bed.
Caroline quietly let Eric do all this, and when he sat down beside her, she carefully turned her body, rested her head on the pillow, and looked at Eric with sparkling eyes, with a bit of a hint in her tone. Qianqian coquettishly: "Eric, I'm not sleepy anymore."
"Then lie down," Eric smiled and stretched out his hand to help Caroline sort out the scattered gold, and said, "Would you like to listen to a bedtime story."
"Well," Caroline replied, but with some memories, she said, "My mother would tell me bedtime stories when I was a child, but because I always read the stories in the books I read completely. I wrote it down, and when I heard what my mother said was different from the book, I couldn't help arguing with my mother, and then my mother stopped telling me."
"Oh, then I don't dare to tell you. I can't remember the story in the book."
"You can tell a story that I haven't heard before."
"Let me think about it," Eric smiled and thought for a moment, then said after a while: "There used to be a mountain, there was a temple in the mountain, there was an old monk and a young monk in the temple, the old monk is right, there used to be a temple There is a temple in the mountain."
Speaking of this, Eric stopped, Caroline blinked, and the corners of her mouth were curved, but she looked like she wanted Eric to continue.
Eric was stared at by Caroline for a moment, and he had to spread his hands and smiled: "Well, I have no inspiration today, and I can't find a good story."
"Then will you sing to me?"
"This," Eric thought for a while, remembering a song he recently thought of as an episode, and nodded, "Okay."
After speaking, after a while of brewing, Eric spoke slowly and sang the song of Elton John.
*she-paight-pre-f1ight
*
*nna-be-high-as-a-kite-by-then
*ss-my-ife
*…
*…
Caroline listened to Eric's singing quietly, and said, "Eric, I think you are very similar to Kowalski."
Eric shook his head and said: "This is not necessarily, I can't be as free and easy as he is."
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Caroline's voice became even smaller: "I'm sleepy, Eric, take me to the bedroom."
Eric hesitated for a moment, and when he saw Caroline raising her face with hope, she nodded, reached out and carefully picked up the girl, and said, "Which room do you live in?"
This apartment was shared by Caroline and Mayer. Caroline pointed to a door: "Which one is on the left."
Eric walked over with the light girl in his arms, pushed open the door, put Caroline on the bed against the background of the living room lights, and then walked over to turn on the lights. He closed the bedroom door, went to the bed and pulled up the quilt to cover Caroline, then pulled over a chair and sat beside the bed.
Caroline quietly let Eric do all this, and when he sat down beside her, she carefully turned her body, rested her head on the pillow, and looked at Eric with sparkling eyes, with a bit of a hint in her tone. Qianqian coquettishly: "Eric, I'm not sleepy anymore."
"Then lie down," Eric smiled and stretched out his hand to help Caroline sort out the scattered gold, and said, "Would you like to listen to a bedtime story."
"Well," Caroline replied, but with some memories, she said, "My mother would tell me bedtime stories when I was a child, but because I always read the stories in the books I read completely. I wrote it down, and when I heard what my mother said was different from the book, I couldn't help arguing with my mother, and then my mother stopped telling me."
"Oh, then I don't dare to tell you. I can't remember the story in the book."
"You can tell a story I haven't heard before."
"Let me think about it," Eric smiled and thought for a moment, then said after a while: "There used to be a mountain, there was a temple in the mountain, there was an old monk and a young monk in the temple, the old monk is right, there used to be a temple There is a temple in the mountain."
Speaking of this, Eric stopped, Caroline blinked, and the corners of her mouth were curved, but she looked like she wanted Eric to continue.
Eric was stared at by Caroline for a moment, and he had to spread his hands and smiled: "Well, I have no inspiration today, and I can't find a good story."
"Then will you sing to me?"
"This," Eric thought for a while, remembering a song he recently thought of as an episode, and nodded, "Okay."
After speaking, after a while of brewing, Eric spoke slowly and sang the song of Elton John.
*she-paight-pre-f1ight
*
*nna-be-high-as-a-kite-by-then
*ss-my-ife
*…
*…
Caroline listened to Eric's singing quietly, and said, "Eric, I think you are very similar to Kowalski."
Eric shook his head and said: "This is not necessarily, I can't be as free and easy as he is."8