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Chapter 168 Celebration (Part 2)

"Brother George, happy birthday."

Miranda took out the wrapped gift and handed it to George.

"You can just come over, what gift do you want to bring?" George took it with a smile, opened it and saw that it was a watch. And it was an expensive watch. "This watch should be very expensive, how can you afford it now?"

"Tsk, you underestimate me. I have already started my internship and I have a salary." Miranda said this, and George remembered that Miranda is now of graduation age.

This is already the fourth year of Miranda's college career.

George looked up and looked at Miranda carefully. George didn't have women's clothes at home, so Miranda wore George's clothes. Miranda is very tall, and although she wore a larger size of clothes, her straight figure could not be hidden.

George realized that Miranda has really grown up. She is no longer the little guy who follows him all day.

In the evening celebration, George also drank a lot of wine. George, who used to have a poor alcohol tolerance, was already dizzy. He sighed in his heart that time passed quickly. When I first met Miranda, she was still a seven-year-old kid. In the blink of an eye, Miranda has grown into a twenty-year-old girl.

"Miranda, you've grown up." George just sighed, but Miranda blushed slightly when she heard it. "By the way, have you eaten?"

"No." Miranda smiled bitterly and touched her stomach.

George looked around and shrugged. "Miranda, you know I never cook at home. How about I cook some noodles for you."

There was nothing to eat at George's house. George usually didn't cook at home. He either ate out or ordered takeout. Of course, if he was busy, he would eat those instant foods at home.

So George couldn't find anything else to eat for a while.

"I was lying to you, Brother George. I knew you didn't have anything at home. I wanted to go out to celebrate in the evening, but it's too late today." Miranda laughed. "But, look at what you have here. It's a mess, and you don't clean it up."

"Well, how much did you drink?" Miranda stepped forward and smelled the alcohol on George, and said to George with her nose covered.

When Miranda stepped forward, George could clearly smell the unique fragrance of women. And Miranda simply changed George's clothes. Standing in front of George, because he was wearing a relatively large and loose clothes, he could see a large area of ​​​​the chest from above. Alcohol is not a good thing. George is at an age of blood and vigor. Since breaking up with Amy, George has been abstinent for the past six months. Not touching a woman for half a year is not an easy thing for a young man who has tried women and is only thirty years old.

Or George has been too busy in the past six months, and most of his energy has been put into the new job. Rebuilding a new Blackburn, and following Blackburn's poor performance, George has no extra energy to think about women.

Today, I drank a little too much wine, and with the exciting scenery in front of him, George felt impulsive. But he still controlled himself and cursed in his heart. I am such a beast. Men think with their lower body.

However, Miranda still noticed George's rapid breathing. Miranda looked up at George and happened to see George's gaze. Following his gaze, he found out the reason for George's loss of composure. His face was slightly red, but he soon returned to normal.

And he took a step forward and hugged George tightly. Miranda's action surprised George. He wanted to push Miranda away, but Miranda leaned tightly in George's arms.

"Miranda?" George called Miranda in a low voice. The turbulent waves in front of Miranda had completely stimulated George. George was afraid that if Miranda continued like this, she would really lose control of herself.

But Miranda seemed not to hear George's words, just hugged herself tightly.

George, who was a little drunk, was not clear-headed at this time. Looking at Miranda, George slowly picked up Miranda. At this time, George could no longer control himself, he was a man full of blood. There is such a delicate beauty in front of him. If he doesn't react at all, he will become a real Liu Xiahui.

In the past 30 years, George has had contact with many women besides Amyk. Although most of them are just to meet physiological needs, he has also met many women.

But I don't know if it's because of drinking or being a little nervous. He wants to take off Miranda's clothes, but for some reason, the buttons can't be unbuttoned. The more he can't unbutton, the more anxious George becomes. Damn, this dress is still George's own clothes. I don't know how many times he has worn and taken off. Even if he closes his eyes, it shouldn't be a problem.

But fortunately, he unbuttoned the top with difficulty. But when he saw the whiteness on his chest, George hesitated.

Miranda is different from any woman he has seen before. Those women who have only had relationships with George don't care who they have slept with, and George doesn't care who they are. Both sides are just looking for fun. George wants to meet his physiological needs, and those women are just looking for someone to accompany him.

And even Aimee is different from Miranda. Although she is George's first girlfriend in England, if they have feelings for each other, they will be together. If they don't have feelings for each other, they will break up.

But Miranda, George had watched her grow up. With the friendship between old Levi and old York, and the fact that George had received a lot of help from old York in Burnley. If he touched her, it would not be just for fun.

The beauty in front of him was someone who had a deep relationship with George. If..., what should he do then? Although he had drunk a little too much wine. But George's mind was not completely confused.

Unlike those women who would say goodbye to each other after playing with them once or twice.

George didn't know that he liked Miranda. Because George had been pampering Miranda since he was a child, but George himself didn't know what kind of love this was.

He didn't like Miranda, that was not the case. After George came to Blackburn, Miranda and old York were what he missed the most.

But...

"Brother George." Miranda had called George like this since she was a child, but hearing Miranda's voice on this occasion almost made George melt.

Looking at Miranda's slightly red face and somewhat blurred eyes again, George's consideration just now had long been thrown to the Gua Zhua Kingdom. In the face of beauty, how many people can still think rationally.

George rushed up on impulse.

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"Miranda, I'm sorry." George stroked Miranda in his arms and spoke softly.

After a crazy night, George still got up early in the morning. After getting up, seeing the beauty in his arms, George felt a little guilty.

He was still a beast, and the woman in his arms was his little sister who had grown up with him since childhood.

After waking up, George was clear in his heart. Unlike any other time, this time Miranda, he must be responsible no matter what.

Although many people say that Western women don't have much chastity concept, George accepted this view after arriving in England. Even when he was dating Aimee, he never asked about her past.

After all, even in conservative China, this situation is already commonplace.

But today, the little red on the bed made George understand that this responsibility cannot be escaped anyway.

"No, I volunteered." Miranda shrank back into George's arms.

George didn't say anything, but stroked Miranda's hair.

If Old York knew he had slept with his daughter, what would he do? Would he want to break George's legs?

(I don't know how to write about the relationship between men and women. I still remember that when I was in high school, I had a girl I liked, but I didn't have the courage to confess until graduation. Later, when I went to college, it was my buddy's girlfriend who helped me to chase girls.

Last Valentine's Day, I invited my boyfriend to dinner and chose a seat in a Chinese restaurant.

When my boyfriend got there and saw the dishes I ordered, he said to me: "You really don't understand romance. Eating Chinese food on Valentine's Day."

I thought at the time that romance can be eaten as food.

So I smiled bitterly and said: "Romance, romance was frozen to death last winter."

I have limited experience in love, only a few times. And none of them was brave enough for me to strike out. So it's a bit awkward to write about it, I hope readers will forgive me.)

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