Reborn: Sure to Flirt Me?

Chapter 136 Something Is Wrong With The Building

As soon as he returned to his room, Allen whispered in Molly's ear, "Molly, happy New Year!"

Molly turned around and hugged him. She wanted to put her forehead against his, but the height gap

between them was too big. Even if she stood on tiptoe, she couldn't reach his forehead.

Molly glared at him angrily. Why was he so tall! She couldn't even touch his forehead!

Allen's eyes lit up when he saw her pretty face. Her efforts to stand on tiptoe amused Allen, but he

didn't really laugh out. After all, he would be embarrassed if he was driven out by Molly during the

Spring Festival.

Noticing that she couldn't touch him and was so angry that she wanted to turn around and go out. Allen

quickly pulled her and lowered his head to touch her forehead. They two rubbed against each other

intimately.

Molly's anger disappeared the moment Allen raised his head. She looked at him who was smiling at

her, put her arms around his thin waist and called like a spoiled child, "Allen."

"Yes, I'm here." Allen held her in his arms and the two sat down on the edge of the bed. However, Allen

sat on the bed and Molly sat on his laps.

Molly wanted to get off his legs, but Allen held her waist tightly. In desperation, Molly could only sit

there. After all, there were only two of them in the room, and no one else could see them.

Allen kept kissing her on the face, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"What? Oh, I see. " Molly was tickled by his kiss. While dodging, she said, "Happy New Year!"

Allen continued to ask, "Anything else?"

"Anything else?" Molly thought for a while and answered honestly, "No."

Allen didn't embarrass her and suggested, "Say something nice."

"What kind of words are nice?" Asked Molly.

Allen thought for a while and said, "Good words will be pleasant to hear."

"Then..." Molly repeated what he said in her mind and gave Allen a naughty smile. "Then I wish you

good luck and longevity!"

Allen was still thinking about whether she would say "like" or not. When he heard her words, he almost

spat out a mouthful of blood.

Dream is good, but the reality was quite bony.

Allen didn't know whether to cry or to laugh. "Molly, I'm only more than 20 years old. Isn't it too early for

you to say such blessing to me?"

"It's late, Mr. Cheng!" "Mr. Zhang asked me to go to the square to play Tai Chi tomorrow."

Not to be outdone, Allen replied, "It depends on whether Mrs. Su will dance on the square tomorrow."

The two of them were amused by each other, and Molly laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten

up. She was supported by Allen from behind.

After she smiled, she leaned against Allen's arms and said with a smile, "When we two are old, will it

be true as we just said that you go to the square to play Tai Chi every day and I go to dance in the

square?"

"I don't know." Allen rested his chin on Molly's head and said, "but I can promise that we will still be

together when we are old. When we get old and die, we will be together forever. "

Allen's words made Molly's heart ache. With red eyes, she patted Allen two times as if she was moved

or a little upset, "It's new year's Eve today. Why do you say that?"

Allen hurriedly admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. Honey, don't be angry!"

He raised his head and touched her red eyes. "Don't cry. I'm afraid of your tears."

"Who is crying?" Molly glared at him with a reproachful look. "Go and wash yourself, or you are not

allowed to go to bed!"

Allen kissed him on the cheek and went to the bathroom. He stopped at the door and looked at Molly

with a smile. "Molly, do you want to take a shower with me?"

Molly blushed instantly. She bit her lips, grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. She cursed, "Bastard!"

After Allen took a shower, Molly also went into the bathroom. When she came out, Allen looked at her

wet hair, went out to get a hair dryer and took the initiative to dry her hair.

After getting everything ready, the two of them lay on the bed together and began to whisper to each

other every night for the two of them.

Allen kept talking sweetly the whole night, not knowing what was wrong with him.

"Molly, I love you!" This was the third time that Allen had said something like that tonight. At the

beginning, Molly had seriously replied to him, but now she just said, "Okay, I know."

"Do you love me?" Allen asked nervously. Although he knew that Molly must also love him, he just

wanted to hear her say it out personally.

Hearing that, Molly was stunned for a while. Then she turned around and said seriously to Allen, "I like

you."

Allen was a little dissatisfied, "Why do you just like me instead of loving me?"

Molly said with a smile, "because for me it's better to love than to like." Then she closed her eyes.

Allen didn't understand what she meant, but he didn't say anything when he saw that Molly was about

to sleep. He pulled the quilt for her and fell asleep too.

On the first day of the new year, everyone got up early. Molly and Allen of course, were no exception.

They bowed to Peggy and James, took the money and ate the dumplings made by Peggy. Before the

guests came, the two of them were ready to go to the Cheng Family.

The Cheng family and the Su family were almost the same. On this day, there were a lot of guests,

including partners and subordinates who had connections. Some people put down the things in their

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When Molly and Allen arrived, it was the most lively time. The living room was full of people, and they

might bump into each other accidentally.

Charles and his wife took time out of their busy schedule to have a few words with them.

Celine said, "Molly, Allen, there are too many people at the moment. Your uncle and I are a little busy.

After all, Allen has lived here since he was a child, and Molly is not an outsider. Uncle and aunt won't

entertain you. You two can take a walk around."

Celine's words integrated the thoughts of the two of them. There were so many people, and they were

not interested in chatting with them.

Allen looked at Charles, who was having a heated discussion with a business partner, and said to

Celine, "Okay, Aunt Celine, you go ahead with your work. I'll take Molly to my room later."

"Okay." Hearing that Allen was going to the building, Celine looked a little unnatural, but after all, she

had been in this circle for so many years and had a good self-control. She immediately smiled and

said, "You two don't stay too long. Remember to come back for dinner."

"No, thanks." Allen refused coldly, "Uncle and Aunt are so busy. I'd better not cause more trouble."

Then he looked around and asked, "By the way, where are Susie and Jonson?"

Celine's face darkened when she thought of the two children. "They went out early in the morning.

Young people have their own business. They can't stay with me and your uncle all day long, right?"

"Yeah." Allen nodded.

Celine added, "But you must remember to come back for dinner later. The elders of the family will also

come today. You can follow them and get familiar with them."

Seeing that Molly didn't object, Allen nodded to Celine and said, "Okay, I see."

Seeing all this, Celine clenched her fists in anger, but she still smiled. "It's different to have a fiancee.

Allen has to consult with Molly at any time. It's not good to be afraid of your wife if you get married!"

Molly had been looking at Celine. Hearing her words, she lowered her head silently and narrowed her

eyes. Was Celine trying to sow dissension in public?

"Wow, Molly is shy now!" Celine thought that Molly was embarrassed and teased her. But her voice

was not low, which attracted many people's attention to their seats.

Seeing that Molly was stared at by so many people, Allen stood in front of her and looked at them

coldly.

Seeing that Allen's face changed, Celine thought she had achieved her goal. She smiled proudly and

said, "Well, I'm not kidding you. Go back to your room and have a look!"

Compared with the lively main yard, the small building where Allen used to live was exceptionally quiet.

Outside the building, it was decorated in red and full of joy. It seemed as if it had been forgotten by the

Spring Festival. It did not change much, but only added a little depression.

Since Allen didn't live here, few servants came here to clean. When Allen opened the closed door, a

familiar scene appeared in front of him.

Everything in the room was still the same, but it was covered with dust. Allen helped her clean up a

place to sit, and then he went to clean it himself.

Molly wanted to help, but he refused. He said that the water here was too cold, and she could not bear

it.

Because Allen would never live here again, he just simply cleaned it and dispelled the dust.

Then he took Molly back to his room. As soon as they entered, Allen's face changed, and his hand

holding Molly suddenly tightened.

"Allen, you held my hand too tightly. It hurts!"

Hearing Molly's cry of pain, Edgar quickly loosened his grip. Looking at his little white hand with red

marks, he rubbed it two times with pity and said, "I'm sorry. I used too much strength. It's all red. Does it

hurt?"

"I'm fine." Molly shook her head. "Actually, it doesn't hurt. My skin is a little white and looks serious."

Molly rubbed his head and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why do you change so much all of a

sudden? "