Wendy Johnson hugged Stewart Morris and looked up and kissed his mouth: "Of course, I love Brother Shaocheng best."
Stewart Morris hugged Wendy Johnson's waist, then rolled over and pressed her against the dining table.
He leaned over her and said, "Wan Wan, if you love me so much, why don't you marry me, huh?"
Wendy Johnson climbed his hand around Stewart Morris's neck and looked at him with deep affection: "Brother Shaocheng, I also want to marry you, but I can't do it now. Miranda Sanchez hasn't died for a year, and you haven't controlled the Simmons family well."
"And you have said that you will keep the festival for Manman for three years. Marrying me at this time is very bad for your image."
Wendy Johnson hugged Stewart Morris tightly and buried his face in his chest: "Brother Shaocheng, no one wants to marry you more than me, but I want to think for you and your future. I can't be like Manman, regardless of your future, and I can't win you like her."