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? "

took a look at Lenny and then at Robert. To be honest, she had never seen two kids fight with each other like kindergarten

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

his chopsticks and continued to eat. Meanwhile, Robert also picked up his chopsticks in silence. He had been picky just now, but now he didn't dare to

dinner, Robert found an excuse to leave. He was afraid that Martin would

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

fruits and even drank a bowl of

drive you home." said

the wish of that bitch Samuel, but he finally nodded. In

forced to drink a large glass of honey

wrong? Do you feel

People who don't know me might think I'm pregnant with your

twitched,

You can touch it. Maybe there is

remembered 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 the

this, Cassandra's face darkened, "Can I

with a headache, "Good

Every time he coaxed her

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

heart ached for no reason. She

she also knew that a man like Martin, even if he fell into the mire one day, would still

wrong with her and couldn't help

sniffed and nodded with grievance,

be gentle."