Chapter 362: Triplet’s Mighty Mom Chapter 362

Chapter 362 You Are Not Invited!

In that moment of excitement, she planted a kiss on Silas's lips, igniting his desires immediately. Just

as he was about to hug her to deepen his kiss, he noticed that she was standing barefooted on the

floor. He wondered if it was because of his gaze, or if it was because the floor was too cold, that her

toes curled. He immediately frowned, “Why aren't you wearing any shoes? The floor is so cold!”

With that, he immediately held her in his arms and walked to her bedroom. Camila felt slightly

embarrassed-she didn't wear any shoes because she was too excited when she realized he was here.

However, she couldn't tell him about this. Otherwise, he would get too cocky. After Silas put her on

the bed, he wrapped his palms around her cold feet immediately without a word of complaint. This

caused Camila to be slightly uncomfortable. “It's fine. I'll just wear the shoes.” Silas chided gently,

“Don’t move. Let me warm you up.” Upon hearing that, Camila stopped moving. The warmth from

her feet seemed to spread to her heart as well. No matter how close she was with George, they

never had such close contact. This might be the difference between a boyfriend and a senior.

Grabbing her feet, Silas's mind wandered away My girlfriend has such a nice pair of feet-they are fair

and soft, and each of her toes are so cute and supple. Even though she’s tall, her feet are not very

big. They seem to be of the same size as my palms. Camila slightly frowned. W-What is that

expression in his eyes? He seems to be salivating over my feet. Could he be thinking about cooking

and eating it? She gulped and retracted her feet. “It's not cold now.” Please don't cook me! With

that, Silas retracted his gaze and reminded, “Please wear shoes next time. Otherwise, I will ask

people to install carpets in the living room tomorrow.” Camila spoke, “There's no need for that. I just

forgot about them today. By the way. don't you have to look at your dishes? I seem to smell that

something's off.” Silas jolted as he stood up quickly. “Oh, no! Let me have a quick look!" With that,

he quickly bolted out of the door. Looking at the door wide open, Camila suddenly felt loved, and

she couldnt stop smiling slightly.

After finished changing, she heard the door of the room next to hers suddenly opened by someone.

Then, South asked anxiously, “What's wrong? Is there a fire?” Camila snorted out laughing. “The

dishes are burnt.” As soon as South saw Silas in the kitchen, his eyes lit up. “Uncle Silas!” Silas

smiled. “You're up?” The little guy ran to the kitchen to have a look and saw the burnt dishes in the

rubbish bin. With a slightly arrogant expression on his face, he couldn't stop pouting. “You're worse

than Mommy. It's been so long since she’s burnt any dishes.” Camila was immediately speechless. Is

this a compliment? Upon hearing that, Silas couldn't stop laughing. “Seems like your mommy has

burnt enough dishes.” South tried to defend her frantically. “No! The dishes she makes have become

more delicious!” Silas immediately laughed out loud. Camila’s face darkened at that instant. South's

expression froze as he thought, Have I made things worse? With his hands on his hips, he argued

defensively, “No matter what, my mommy is the best, and the food she cooks is the best.” Silas

remained calm and patient. “Your mommy also wants to eat prawn dumplings. Why don't we let her

make that tonight?” South was speechless upon hearing that. Asking mommy to cook that? Are we

going to have plain soup instead?

Glaring at Silas, he said, “So be it! You are not invited!”

What a stupid daddy who laughs at mommy and bullies me!

Silas was torn between amusement and exasperation. “Why am I not invited? I made breakfast for

you guys!” South replied, “So you are only invited for breakfast!”