Abel himself subconsciously forgot about it.

He didn't expect that little Laura would actually remember it and come over to celebrate his birthday with him in person.

Abel realized that little Laura should have known her birthday from her relatives.

Under the sycamore tree, after being stunned for a few seconds.

Abel smiled and took the beautiful bracelet handed to him by little Laura who was looking forward to it with both hands.

The bracelet looks simple. It is made of some irregular small round blocks with holes drilled in the middle. It is made of unknown material, such as platinum or silver, and then woven with a light blue thread of unknown material.

Abel noticed that each of those irregular small circles was covered with small words.

He looked carefully and saw that the text on it seemed to be more than just English.

Seeing his observation, little Laura said briskly next to him:

"There seem to be eleven languages ​​on it, including English, Russian, French, Spanish, Latin, Chinese, Japanese, German, Italian, Portuguese, Norwegian, and Swedish."

"Each round block is a kind of text, and the text content is the same, "May you have a happy love"!"

Little Laura smiled sweetly: "I was still young at that time, but I thought it was very beautiful. So I bought them, they are a pair, look!"

She raised her left wrist, which contained a bracelet that was exactly the same as the one on Abel's hand, but slightly smaller in size.

Under the shadow of the sycamore tree, she smiled and shook the bracelet on her hand at Abel: "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"It's very beautiful." Abel smiled and said, "But I don't know how to wear it. Please help me wear it."

Abel stretched out his right hand, holding the other strand of her bracelet.

Little Laura looked down at his hands and said softly, "You still need my help with such a simple thing."

After finishing speaking, she reached over, took the larger bracelet, and began to put it on Abel's hand.

But her breathing was a little short, as if she was nervous, so it took Abel a few times to get it in.

In the end, it was Abel who cooperated, and she successfully helped Abel wear the bracelet.

"Ah, the light is too dark." Little Laura concealed it.

"You look very nervous." Abel said with a smile.

"No." Little Laura raised her head and looked at Abel, she wanted to prove that she was not very nervous.

But the one who responded to her was Abel, who was condescending and leaning down oppressively.

Little Laura: "Huh?!!!! Wuwuwuwu. Wu. Wu.. Wu.. Wu."

Beverly Hills, under the plane trees.

Shrub and Smith began their first contact.

Two hours later.

812 North Bedford Road, Beverly Hills.

In a large suite next to the master bedroom of the villa.

The beautiful crystal chandelier overhead casts light and shadow onto the wooden floor, forming various mysterious patterns.

Abel looked at little Laura lying on the bed, and he sighed softly and helplessly.

"It turns out you had a cold and a fever. You didn't even take proper treatment, so you came to see me."

Little Laura is having a fever now.

She caught a cold while in Texas.

I've checked over there and it's just a common cold caused by a cold in the body.

When I came to Abel, I had already taken medicine and an intravenous drip, and I felt much better.

So Abel didn't notice it at first.

Later, the two of them were in the front courtyard garden, making love to each other for so long.

Through physical contact, Abel noticed that her body temperature was too high.

At first, he thought it was because little Laura had never had this kind of experience, and it was because her nervousness and shyness had raised her body temperature.

Later he realized something was really wrong.

No matter how shy you are, you can't let your body temperature rise to thirty-seven or eight degrees?

After questioning her, he found out that her cold was not over yet.

This left Abel speechless for a while.

He didn't know if it was contagious. If it was contagious, he probably would have been infected himself.

He could only call a private doctor immediately to check and prescribe medicine for little Laura, and also take a look at himself.

His own test results were very good, nothing happened.

Little Laura is actually fine, but she hasn't recovered from a common cold.

Then I stayed outside in the wind and dew for too long, and the attack started again.

"It doesn't matter, I'm fine..."

Little Laura, whose face was a little red because she had a cold or for other reasons, answered softly.

Ever since tonight's episode, it seemed like the smile on her face couldn't be wiped off, "Abel, I'm fine."

Abel sighed helplessly.

"Okay, you should rest first and let someone send you the medicine later. After you take the medicine, remember to go to bed early."

"No, don't." Little Laura immediately rejected Abel's proposal, "Abel, sit on the bedside, I want you next to me."

Abel hesitated for a moment, but finally listened to her words - after all, she was a new girlfriend, and even a future fiancée.

You can’t always be the opposite of everything from the beginning.

As soon as Abel sat on the bed, little Laura turned sideways and hugged his waist.

"Abel, do you think we will be together forever?"

In the two hours just now in the front courtyard garden, the two of them said everything they should and shouldn't say.

The result of this is that the relationship between the two has been officially established.

It's no longer around Christmas last year, it's just an instigation from the adults of the two families.

"Of course, of course, together."

Abel agreed repeatedly in a coaxing tone.

He felt that little Laura was completely different from her gentle and shrewd self when she was in a feverish state.

Under normal circumstances, she is very reserved in everything she does, and everything she does is just right.

Even Abel couldn't help but admire it a little.

Little Laura looks more like she should at her age when she is in a feverish state.

A bit childish.

Abel reached out and stroked her blond hair, "You should take a rest first. When you had the fever just now, you were covered in sweat and looked a little scary."

"It doesn't matter. This is how I feel when I have a cold and a fever. In addition, sweating helps to cool down the body, which can help me recover faster. Even the family doctor and your personal doctor said so. My current mental state is very

OK, I don’t think I need a rest.”

Little Laura shook her head gently, "I don't want to sleep yet, I want you to stay with me."

"Okay, okay..." Abel sighed as if he was resigned to his fate, letting the smiling little Laura hold him.

"We have finally reached this point, aren't you happy? Do you feel like you have lost your freedom?"

After a moment of silence, little Laura suddenly asked in a low voice.

"No." Even if he thought it was possible, Abel would certainly not admit it. "I'm very happy too."

"Your heartbeat tells me you are lying. You are not very happy." Little Laura whispered.

Then, she climbed up gently, knelt down on Simmons, looked at Abel, and then stretched out her hands to hug Abel tightly.

"I know you are a playboy."

"But it doesn't matter."

"My grandmother said that Smith and Shrub were alien to the older generation in their strictness."

"For our younger generation, your behavior may be considered more normal."

"The Sun King of France only had one queen, but he had more than a hundred recorded female courtiers, and five or six of them were named in history."

"Both Washington and Adams were able to give birth to mixed-race offspring with black slave women."

"These are actually small things."

"Actually, I can tolerate all of this and understand it. As long as they don't invade my space."
To be continued...