
After they spent quite a long time playing games together, Luke looked like he was exhausted, he yawned a few times, without a doubt, he was lying on his father's lap
"Dad, you're going to accompany me to sleep, aren't you.?"
Luke looked up, looking into the face of his father and his mother, he felt it was not a bad thing to have a father, especially if his parents could be together again, the thing that a child would most expect.
Caroline simply went silent without answering, she occasionally looked at Andrew in doubt. On the one hand, he remembered how wild Andrew was then, but on the other hand, a few days back, it felt tight and the man's attitude was not too scary.
The man looked like he wasn't the self he used to be in his mind.
"Luke, tomorrow I'm busy in the office, maybe tonight can't."
Every now and then she glanced at Caroline's face in doubt, she knew that she would never allow herself to stay in her home for too long, though her mind still wanted to be around them, but it might be different from her.
"Dad, are you afraid of Momi? he's not gonna be mad, is he Momi.?"
With a hopeful expression, he looked at his mother's face deeply, begging her father to stay the night.
"Well, of course, honey, then you two take a break! it's already night."
Not knowing what else to say, he could only resign at his son's request, get up from his seat, and he headed straight for the upper floor, leaving the two of them still on the 1st floor.
Andrew just fell silent, staring intently behind Caroline who was getting away from his sight.
"Dad, come with me to the room! don't think no-no, you have to follow the current! if you really want Momi to come back to you."
Staring at his father with a serious facial expression and a warning, he slowly got up and walked over to head to his room.
"Dad go! why are you quiet.?"
Seeing Andrew still unmoved, he came back, grabbed his hand, and pulled Andrew to follow him upstairs.
"Luke, do you want your father and mother together.?"
After arriving at his son's room, he sat on the bed, staring in his son's face hesitantly.
"Didn't you want that too."
Without answering, he threw back the question to his father casually.
"Alright, you're right, but your mother doesn't like me very much right now, how should I start."
At that moment, his expression looked a little frustrated, he did not know he had to apologize in any way moreover, the fact that he had tried, yet Caroline ignored, the, and he seemed not to want to discuss the past story between the two of them.
"Dad, why do you have such a handsome face, if it's not useful at all."
He really did not expect, was not his father a very dominant man, then what was in front of him, even he gave up before the war.
Where the figure of a very confident, arrogant, arrogant, and also cruel Andrew, whether all the news is fake.
Luke thought nothing of it, what he saw now, was not a dominating man, but nothing more like a wounded doggy.
"Huh...are you this, praising me or insulting your own father.?"
His heavy breathing indicated that he had no way to melt the woman's heart. Despite having a handsome face, such was useless at all.
"I have an idea, you better work with me."
An excited and very confident expression, drawn instantly from the look of his face.
"Plan? what plan.?"
The feeling is a little unpleasant, what if the plan suggested by his son, is a silly thing, and it makes him who as an adult looks strange, however he is just a child.
"Dad pretended to be hurt, and then I'll ask Momi to take care of you, not at home there's nobody."
He said with a serious face.
His mouth shook his head, sure enough, however he was still a boy.
Luke momentarily paused he pursed his lips thinking very deeply, rightly, his father was the richest man, of course if he was injured he had to go to the hospital, or vice versa, he could've brought great doctors to his house.
"AH..why did my brain get stuck slow like dad."
He sank his face into the pillow.
"What are you saying, slow dad, say it again.!"
Instantly he tickled his son's body.
"Haa.. ha.. haa... stop! amused, enough! I didn't say anything."
He said as he laughed out loud, he was indeed not a strong child with clit, not much different from Andrew when he was a child.
"I heard it, let's say what you said.?"
Said Andrew who was still tickling his son.
"No, no, I'm stopping! I'm not strong."
Czech....
As the two of them instantly fell silent simultaneously, upon hearing the sound of the door opening, Luke and Andrew stared guiltily, especially Luke he knew it should be time for him to sleep, while Andrew only took out his little foam, when he saw the woman brought two glasses of milk, and also a nightgown.
"Why are you two making such a fuss.?"
With an expression of a cold gaze, he walked into his son's room, he kept the two milks right on the table.
"No Momi, I'm just telling you a little funny fairy tale."
His mouth answered with a very convincing expression.
A fairy-tale? no way, the figure of the man in front of him is not a man who will know the story of the little dongen children, let alone to make Luke laugh freely like that. However he did not want to take matters into account, so it was enough to let the two people with their world.
"Luke, wash your hands! wash feet! drink milk! then go to sleep.!"
Caroline stared at him sharply.
"Good Momi."
Luke immediately came down from the bed, making a small walk to the bathroom, as his mother had ordered.
"There's no man's shirt, just this nightgown I've never worn."
Caroline gave me a new set of dongker-colored nightgowns, which were patterned with flowers. While Andrew only looked at her doubtfully, especially looking at her motives. A flower? wouldn't it look so strange if he had to wear such a nightgown.
"If you don't want to, you don't have to wear it."
Realizing Andrew's hesitant expression, he tried to take it back, but he immediately held it back.
"Things that have been given, must not be taken back.!" He stared hard at Caroline's face.
"Alright, it's up to you, remember! Luke has to go to school tomorrow, don't teach him anything bad.!"
After reminding Andrew, without wanting to linger again, he immediately left the place.
"Caroline, the milk.?"
His half-screaming tone, he asked while pointing at the one glass of milk on the table.
"For you."
Seriate.....