Heart Hunting novel Chapter 27

About ten minutes later, Mrs. Murphy brings out two big bowls of lotus root and spare ribs soup, she yells to them, "Kenny, little fox, come here for dinner."

Then she goes back to the kitchen and brings out the dishes.

Poppy goes into the kitchen with her, "Mrs. Murphy, little fox spirit comes in to help you serve."

Mrs. Murphy says, "no need, go out and sit down. I'm afraid I'll be poisoned by you!"

"Don't worry, I would only poison your son if I want to. I'm not interested in you." Poppy goes out with the braised pork in her hand.

Mrs. Murphy is so annoyed and amused, she comes out with steamed fish. "Why would my son like this kind of woman?"

Mrs. Murphy has already had supper. She sits by and watches them eating with relish. She actually feels very happy in her heart, as if the craftsman has made a handicraft and met Bole who knows how to appreciate it.

Seeing Poppy finish a big bowl of food, she can't help asking, "do you want to eat more?"

Poppy smiles. She thinks, in fact, this old lady is pretty interesting, with a soft heart. "No, otherwise, how can I poison your son if he doesn't eat enough?"

"You little fox, can you speak in a normal way?" Mrs. Murphy is a little annoyed. It seems that every sentence of this little girl is intentionally to against her.

"No, what if you like me?" Poppy holds back her smile. She suddenly feels that it is fun to talk with Mrs. Murphy.

"You are really so shameless!" Mrs. Murphy turns her head to ignores Poppy.

"Fine, if you like to listen to good words, I can only boast that the food you cook is delicious." she thought she will never have this kind of dishes with a sense of family flavor in her life.

"It's better." Mrs. Murphy doesn't care if Poppy said it with sincere. Anyway, she is happy to listen. But there is still one point she really cares, how could she not be in fond of Kenny? As she thinks, her face is deliberately serious again.

Kenny watches them fighting all the time, and he doesn't speak, but smiles in heart.

After dinner, Kenny and poppy, who are full, goes back to the living room, and Mrs. Murphy asks the servant Daisey to cut them fruits.

Looking at poppy, Kenny can't help saying, "Poppy, stay here tonight!"

His eyes are full of ambiguous, and Poppy can sees through his mind! "No way!"

"I won't drive you back tonight. If you have that ability, you can walk back on your own." Kenny seems to have planned carefully earlier.

"Kenny, there are taxis in this era." Poppy thinks his words are idiotic.

Mrs. Murphy, who is sitting next to them eating melon seeds, can't help but participate in their conversation. "The residents here all cars in and out. Unless you walk out of this suburbs, there might be a taxi."

Poppy is a little surprised. How would she ignore this problem.

"Kenny, you such an old fox."

"But I don't have any clothes. Mrs. Murphy, would you lend me your clothe?" Poppy looks at Mrs. Murphy.

Kenny breaks into a sly grin, "I don't mind lending you my shirt."

"I'm afraid your mother will nosebleed."

Mrs. Murphy really doubts whether this is a woman or not, "little fox, don't expect me to lend you clothes."

"It's OK, then watch your son's nose bleed!" She stands up and says to Kenny, "I'm tired. Take me to the guest room."

Kenny hooks her shoulder, "Consider sleeping in my room tonight?"

Mrs. Murphy immediately calls Daisey, "Daisey, go to the bottom closet of my room and get a new suit of casual clothes, and prevent them from sleeping together tonight."

"Yes, ma'am," Daisey replies, and immediately goes to Mrs. Murphy's room to look for clothes.

Kenny takes Poppy to the room, just when he is about to go in with her, he is stopped at the door, "You better not come in."

"Why?" Kenny is confused.

Poppy doesn't reply. She looks at Daisey from afar, raises up her eyebrows and signals Kenny to look over.

Kenny is chagrined. He begins to regret why he brought her here.

Daisey walks to Poppy with a smile and says, "Miss, this is the dress that Mrs. Murphy asked me to send. Don't worry, it's brand new."

Poppy answers, "please thank Mrs. Murphy for me."

Daisey nods and looks at Kenny again."Young master, Mrs. Murphy told you to behave well."

"I know." Kenny replies casually.

But he doesn’t walk away. Seeing this, Daisey also stands there with them.

Kenny is a little annoyed. "Daisey, you are hindering my happiness, you know?"

"That's Mrs. Murphy's order." Daisey smiles friendly.

Kenny finally surrenders, "fine! I'll go!"

He is not convinced, but he chose to leave for a while, anyway, his room is not far away.

Seeing him leave, Daisey gestures to Poppy and leaves.

The irrelevant people finally leave, she can deal with her own things.

Poppy enters the room. She locks the door, and takes the clothes and cell phone into the bathroom. Then she changes the cell phone card into the space card, and sends the photos of the Ethel taken secretly to the entertainment reporter last time. After she attaches the hospital's name and ward number, she carefully reassure that the information is correct, and then presses at the sending key.

Within seconds, the reporter replies to her. "Got it! Thank you!"

Poppy chuckles, changes the phone card back, then takes off her clothes and looks at the clothes sent by Daisey. There is also a package of rose petals and convenient essential oils.

After a relaxing rose bath, Poppy comes out in loose casual clothes. Seeing Kenny on the bed, she walks over with a smile and sits down beside the bed, "your mother has made it clear, you are not allowed to approach me."

Kenny pounces her down on the bed like a hungry wolf. "Let's keep it down. Don't let my mother hear it."

"No. I'm not a mouse. Why should I sneak around!"

Kenny catch a shred of cunning in the bottom of her eyes, "you little fox, scold me with innuendo, don't you?"

When Kenny is about to kiss Poppy, his lips are stopped by her finger. "I'm a curse, and I'm a poison. You'd better not get close to me."

Kenny puts her hand over her head. "Even if you're a curse or a poison, I gotta sleep with you."

"Why are you so cheeky?"

The light in the room is very dark, and the moon light comes in, covers on the two people. The misty hazy feeling spread out from their eyes, with a little temptation of night, and some feeling is stirring in the air.

"We're both cheeky. So we should be a couple, how about marrying me." Kenny has this idea for a moment.

Poppy's eyes focuses on his handsome face, "even if I dare to marry you, but you may not really dare to marry me?"

"What do you mean?" Kenny is a little confused.

Poppy's smile deepens, their bodies are close to each other, and the heat wraps them tightly."I've slept with many men. If I marry you, what will you do if you find yourself wearing a green hat one day?"

Kenny sneers. "Don't you know I'm possessive?"

Looking at the seriousness of his eyes, Poppy sneers, struggles out of his hand and hooks him with her back, "so what?"

"If you marry me, I'd rather keep you in captivity like a canary, than let you have the chance to go out to seduce others."

"Oh, but you don't have the final say!" Poppy doesn’t think so.

Suddenly they become silent. The atmosphere is strange and ambiguous.

And often in this time, there are always unexpected guests...