Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 996 can't hitch up the weird uncle

There seems to be too much in Dennis the man that cannot be seen with the common mind.

With a stomach full of doubts, I waited for the opposite side to close the door tightly again before I

turned around and entered the house.

In the evening Hank, when he came back it was already dinner time, remembering the new neighbors,

he casually mentioned at the dinner table, "You'll never guess who's moving in across the street."

"Who?" Hank had a casual attitude, clearly informed but not very interested in the arrival of his new

neighbor.

"It's ......"

"Dingdong--"

The words were in my throat, but I was interrupted by the sudden ringing of the doorbell.

Hank doesn't like to be disturbed when he's eating, so the maids all returned to their rooms after

serving the food.

Hank had already put down his chopsticks, but when he saw that I had already walked over, he had to

stop.

Recently, he has become more and more unable to argue with me on the trivial matters of life.

Once the door opened, a fleshy little face suddenly emerged, "Pretty auntie!"

Jamie peaked at the door, his little grape-like eyes darting around, staring at me with a smile.

I raised the corner of my mouth at her, "Little Ann, looking for Auntie for something?"

"The power is out at home and there is no water, and the new home is dark and not fun."

"Well ......" I frowned and heartily stroked the top of the child's head.

The cottage had been unused for a long time before Dennis moved in, and it was inevitable that

something would happen when he suddenly moved in.

At that moment, Dennis suddenly peeked out of the half-open door, "Jamie is a picky eater."

"Hmm?" I froze, not reacting for a moment to what he meant by that.

Jamie then tugged at the corner of my coat and said with a resigned look, "Pretty auntie, I'm so hungry,

my stomach is deflated." This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Dennis added, "He can't cook at home, and he doesn't eat takeout."

He kept his usual expressionless face when he spoke, a and special indifference.

But this time I understood, the master and the two are here to rub it in.

I smiled lightly and looked down and said, "Auntie has cooked a lot of food, how about little Anan eat

with me?"

Just after he finished, Dennis opened his mouth and responded, "Good."

The tone of voice is as flat as water, but the speed of speech is extremely fast, so I have the feeling

that he can not wait.

Warren Buffett's lunch is worth ten million, then Dennis, the richest man's dinner, at least a million to

start with, such a wealth, what reason to covet the ordinary people's home-cooked dishes?

"Yes!" Jamie cheered as he pulled me inside and the matter was put behind me.

Originally there was some concern that Hank would be unhappy if he rashly led people in, but perhaps

for the sake of upbringing, he actually did not show any dissatisfaction, but was very enthusiastic and

took the initiative to get up, "I'll go and add two sets of dishes."

Jamie was taught well and trotted up to help.

Hank bent over and patted him on the shoulder, "Kids just sit tight and wait."

After saying that, he turned around and went into the kitchen.

Dennis suddenly walked up to Jamie and popped out without a word, "Don't you remember what you

were taught just yesterday?"

"What is it?" I guess there was so much to teach that the little kid couldn't think of it for a while.

Dennis said coldly, "Can't hitch a ride with the weird aunt."

"Remember." Jamie nodded his head as if he were a man.

"Uncle Odd is the same thing, in the future, you have to learn from your own example, remember?"

Dennis just finished saying this, Hank happened to come out of the kitchen, the scene awkward I

sucked in a breath.

The richest man not only has an unpredictable temper, but also is a person who does not know how to

deal with people, which is to go to other people's homes to rub food and drink, but also to teach their

own children not to pay attention to the man of the house?

I can't help but sweat for the future of little Ann, with such a father, the child is expected to suffer a lot in

the future.

Fortunately, Hank's patience is very high, and after a few seconds of confrontation with Dennis, he was

the first to look away, went back to the table and sat down, laughing off this little episode.

"Go over and sit down, make yourself at home, just make yourself at home." I greeted them both, father

and son, as I walked over to the chair next to Hank and sat down.

Hank gave me a dish, "Eat some of this, later if you are late from work, you will eat first."

"It's okay, it only tastes good when there's a lot of people." I smiled, remembering Jamie's sweet tooth,

and gave him a piece of sweet and sour pork in his bowl.

Jamie took his chopsticks, looked at the meat in the bowl, didn't move, and looked at Dennis with an

innocent inclination, as if asking him for instructions.

Dennis can't tell if he's happy or angry, "Auntie likes you before she gives you a dish, eat it, no need to

be formal today."

Jamie did not give his old father any face, "But daddy you usually this expression, are angry ......"

The little one said while lowering his head and silently bringing the tenderloin to his mouth, eating very

slowly but with a satisfied face.

If you don't pay attention, the sweet and sour sauce will be all over your mouth.

Dennis glanced at the afterimage, skillfully pulled out the handkerchief in the pocket of the suit, the

action is familiar for him to wipe clean.

Jamie then took advantage of the situation to bring the half bitten tenderloin to Dennis's mouth with a

proud little expression, "Daddy, yummy!"

Dennis frowned and simply let go of him and sat back down, showing resistance by his actions.

Jamie saw him not eat, immediately stuffed into his mouth, murmuring to himself, "Daddy is petty,

adults still eat children's jealousy, let beautiful aunt also give you a piece."

He omitted the word "clip" directly.

"Don't eat, don't talk, don't sleep." Dennis reminded.

Just finished, Jamie panicked and raised his little hand to block his mouth, realizing afterwards that he

had broken his dad's taboo again.

This block, but also dirty hands.

Dennis frowned helplessly and took the trouble to lean over and wipe him.

The scene was somehow comical and I couldn't help but be amused.

Dennis, although somewhat macho, is doing his best to take care of Jamie.

But the little guy is brought down by him, a mouthful of a beautiful aunt strange uncle, too face control.

As I was lost in thought, Jamie held up his chopsticks and snapped at me like he was taking credit,

"Pretty Auntie, here's Daddy!"

The atmosphere at the table instantly cooled.

I don't think that a rich person of Dennis's caliber would just eat what someone else has put in his bowl.

The gap between each other's backgrounds is in front of us, and just eating at the same table with him

feels a little strange, let alone more intimate actions.

"Little Ann obey, daddy wants to eat their own can clip, you more ......"

I just wanted to get away from the topic, but I didn't expect Dennis to add, as if he was deliberately

playing a prank, "Jamie, I want the sweet and sour pork."

Although it was Jamie's name, it was clearly for me to hear.

For a moment, Hank's chopsticks stopped moving, and the scene was bizarre for everyone.