Love Starts After We Break Up
Chapter 624

"Brooklyn, go cut some fruit for Amy."

Blossom instructed as usual.

Brooklyn glanced at Amy and turned her head to the servant, "Help Miss Williamson cut a plate of fruit."

Hearing this, Blossom looked back at him, a trace of inquiry flashing in his eyes.

Brooklyn sat expressionlessly on the couch without saying a word.

My own son's attitude today is a bit unclear ah.

Blossom's eyes moved slightly, as if in thought.

"Auntie, let's continue then."

Amy prepares to give Blossom acupuncture.

"Good."

Blossom and Amy went into a room and Amy started doing acupuncture on her.

Blossom looked at Amy's clear little face and asked with a smile, "Amy, have you got a boyfriend yet?"

She kinda likes this little girl.

If possible, she would quite like her son to have a relationship with her.

"No." Amy smiled and skillfully stuck Blossom's needle.

"I can see that you are a good girl, what kind of boyfriend do you want to replace?"

Blossom tried.

"Auntie, I'm still young and don't want to fall in love."

Amy's silver needles were all sticking brightly in Blossom's corresponding acupuncture points, smiling.

"Girls well, always have to fall in love and get married."

Blossom looked at Amy and took the opportunity to test the waters, "Amy, what do you think of my Brooklyn?" Hearing Blossom's words, Amy froze, then said with amusement, "Auntie, you're not kidding."

How did Auntie Blossom become a matchmaker to her own son?

How is it possible for her and Brooklyn?

"I'm not kidding, my son is a good-looking guy with a good heart and temper, Amy why don't you consider it?" Blossom pushed her son hard.

"Auntie, I.....

Brooklyn in the doorway listened to the conversation in the room, and his hand holding the fruit plate tightened slightly. What is the mother doing?

It makes it seem like he can't get a wife.

People have gotten close to the big guys, so why would they look at him?

Brooklyn pushed the door open with a cold face.

In the house, Blossom still wants to match his son again, see him a cold as ice look, can not help but frown slightly.

"Brooklyn, have you been working a lot lately?"

This kid, what's going on today?

She's putting in a good word for him and he doesn't know how to cooperate?

"It's okay."

Brooklyn put the fruit on the table and returned it in a light voice.

"I see your face doesn't look too good, Amy, you know medicine, please take a look for him, is there something wrong?"

Blossom did not forget to replace topics for both of them.

Amy seriously looked at Brooklyn's face and said, "Brooklyn, you've been a little hot lately, are you a little constipated? Usually you can eat some pears and bananas." Brooklyn: "......"

"You're the one who's constipated! Quack!"

This woman, how could she say so bluntly that he was constipated?

What a mouthful.

Amy looked at his dark face with a look of innocence.

With her meticulous observation, he was definitely constipated!

"Amy's medical skills are much better than any professor in a big hospital. Look at my body, don't be too good now."

Blossom was quick to help.

Brooklyn sneered, "If I had gotten another professional, the results would have been better than they are."

Blossom: ".

This son is definitely not normal today.

"Son, you have a fever?"

"No."

"No fever? Then it must have been possessed by something dirty."

Blossom glared at him, then looked at Amy with a smile on her face, "Amy, you don't mind ah, Brooklyn usually doesn't talk like this, men well, like women, there are always a few days a month that are not normal."

Brooklyn: "...