It Was You

With chopsticks in his hand, Robert looked around and then gulped down a mouthful of soup. "How dare you talk back?"

With a fake smile on his face, Lenny said abruptly, "The dishes tonight were cooked by Martin."

Robert couldn't spit out decent words. He had just criticized all the dishes on the table, but now he heard from Lenny that the dishes were cooked by Martin. His hand trembled and his expression was broken inch by inch.

Damn it! When did Martin learn how to cook?

No, no, that was not the point. The point was that he just carelessly criticized all the dishes on the table...

'Why didn't this bitch tell me earlier?'

After swallowing hard, Robert prayed for himself in silence and then smiled awkwardly. "Ha-ha, what did I say just now? No wonder the dishes on the table look so beautiful and lovely, and they taste better than those chefs in the hotel. It turns out that Martin personally made it. I'm so lucky. "

Lenny, "You didn't say like that just now. The meat is too fat, the dish is too old, the fish is too fishy, and the soup is too salty..."

Robert picked up a piece of meat and put it into Lenny's mouth. 'Shut up!' he cursed inwardly.

Lenny coughed and spit out the meat in his mouth. His face was as dark as the bottom of a pan. "Do you want to choke me to death so that you can inherit my identity as the police?"

"If I want to be a police, I don't need to kill you first."

Lenny was speechless.

He didn't seem to be able to answer it for a while. He wiped the oil on the corner of his mouth and turned his head angrily. Only then did he find that the other several people were staring at the two people in a state of watching a play.

Lenny's face suddenly turned cold, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen anyone fight? "

look at Lenny and then at Robert. To be honest, she had

mediate, "Well, how about... Let's

chopsticks and continued to eat. Meanwhile, Robert also picked up his chopsticks in silence. He had

excuse to leave. He was afraid that Martin would get even

coaxing Cassandra, Martin had no temper. It was better to give Cassandra something she liked than to make every effort to

face, Lenny ate some fruits and even drank a bowl of bone soup before

you home."

want to fulfill the wish of that bitch Samuel, but he finally nodded. In front of Martin, he was not

bowl of bone soup and taking medicine, Cassandra was forced to drink a large glass of honey water. She touched her stomach and stared at Martin with a

wrong? Do you

nodded, "Look at my belly. People who don't know me might think

twitched,

her lips, "I'm not kidding. You can touch it. Maybe there is really a little

something, but it disappeared in an instant. His face went blank for a moment, and then he said, "Well, don't be naughty. I'll change

darkened, "Can I not change

her with a

Every time he coaxed her softly, she couldn't

very skilled at changing the dressing. Cassandra couldn't help wondering if he had been hurt so much when she was not with him in the past that he had mastered such a skilled skill to deal with

for no reason. She even felt

if he fell into the mire

something wrong with her and couldn't help asking in

with grievance, "Yes,

gentle."