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Chapter 1249 Use Your Hands To Hug Me
“How does the nest look? Is it good?” Genevieve showed the end product to her daughter.
Amanda was painting the fake eggs. She turned around and looked at the bird's nest in her mother's hand, and her
shoulder slumped in disappointment.
“Mommy, it should be a bird's nest, not a box.”
“It is a bird's nest,” Genevieve said matter-of-factly. “I even laid some cotton inside it. The whole bird family will
move in if we put the nest on the tree.”
Amanda pouted. “Mommy, have you seen any birds live in a box before?”
Genevieve looked at Lucian, who was sitting across the desk. He had made a vivid bird. She turned to Amanda
again and saw the realistic bird eggs made of painted pebbles.
On the contrary, the bird's nest in her hand looked like crude craftwork with no aesthetic appeal.
Amanda waved her hand dismissively. “Forget it. Mommy, you can go and have fun. I will finish the craft with
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLucian.”
On their way back, Amanda was pestering Genevieve to help her with the handicraft, but now she was chasing the
latter away for slowing their progress.
Genevieve was slightly disheartened.
She went to the kitchen and wrapped her arms around the man who was cooking. “Mando, your daughter scorned
my poorly made bird's nest and shooed me away.”
Armand asked her, “Did you just get a paper box to get by the task?”
“I can't simply pluck a real bird's nest from a tree. Although it does look a bit crude, I guarantee you that it's a
genuine bird's nest,” Genevieve retorted.
She then complained, “Can't the teacher spare us the trouble? Painting a family portrait of the birds is more than
enough. Why are we asked to do a handcrafted bird's nest?”
Armand fed a piece of barbeque ribs to Genevieve when the dishes had cooled down. He chuckled. “You should
only use your hands to hug me. I will help them out with the handcraft later.”
Genevieve wanted to say something, but her mouth was stuffed with the barbeque ribs. She pinched his waist in
response.
Half an hour later, dinner was ready.
It had been some time since Genevieve had a taste of Armand's cooking, so she missed it a lot. She gobbled up two
plates of pasta and drank a bowl of corn chowder before sitting back, stuffed.
Armand brought her digestive pills. Then, he washed his hand, went to the living room, and started working on
improving Genevieve's bird nest.
Genevieve leaned on the couch, wondering how Armand would modify the paper box. She watched as his
dexterous hands turned the paper box into an arched bird's nest.
A layer of white paste was applied to the exterior of the bird's nest before it was painted with light brown
watercolor. The finished product looked just like a real bird's nest woven from twigs.
Amanda cheered again, “Daddy, you are amazing. This bird nest is superb!”
Then, Amanda put the birds and a few little birds' eggs into the finished nest. The birds made by Lucian were
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmlifelike. It was as though the bird's nest was plucked straight from the tree.
Seeing that it was getting late, Armand urged the children to go upstairs to sleep before he proceeded to tidy up
the mess.
He looked up and saw Genevieve watching him intently from the couch.
“What is it?”
“It's just a simple bird nest. Why can't I get it right?” Genevieve was a little dispirited.
Armand came over and squatted beside her. Cradling her face, he gave her a light peck on the cheek. “Mandy won
first place in violin performance during the school arts festival. The credit goes to you. My wife is the best.”
Genevieve's heart fluttered at the man's flattery. “Mando, how did you become so good at complimenting people?
Did you get a secret lover when I was unconscious—”
Before Genevieve could finish her sentence, her lips were sealed by Armand's.
“Speak a word again and see what I will do to you.” He shot her a threatening look.
“Okay. I will talk no more.” Genevieve wrapped her arms around the man's neck and nuzzled against him, crooning,
“Mando, I don't feel like walking. Can you carry me upstairs?”
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