C83 (1/2)

At the dinner table, the family atmosphere was rather weird. Usually, it would be Loke who would stutter non-stop, ”Who's little girl is wearing a beautiful flowery dress today? Who's little boy has just changed to a shitty new hairstyle today? Who's teacher is very good to him, just like that kind of lover.”

and so on...

These were the things that Roarke talked about almost every day. All sorts of weird things, things that happened in their school. As long as Loke could remember, he would tell them endlessly.

If he really felt bored, Ou Yang Lin would grumble. He was definitely going to be cursed at by Loke. For some reason, Loke was like a natural nemesis of the Obsidian Forest, no matter how long it took. As long as Loke was present, the thorns on the body of the Ou Yang Forest, as well as all sorts of flaws and angles, would all be worn out by Loke.

Unfortunately, facing such a situation, there was no way for Ou Yang Lin to get angry. Who asked him to have no way of understanding this fellow's mind? Wooden method, this was probably what he looked like when he met his nemesis.

”Just what do you want to learn?” Finally, it was at this moment that Loke recalled this crucial matter.

”I'm learning classical music.” Ye MuNing didn't say anything, but Ou Yang Lin had already opened his mouth to speak.

”Mom, do you like classical music?” Roarke asked, tilting his head. As he spoke, he ladled out the soup with all his might into his bowl. Every time he saw that the Obsidian Forest wanted to steal away from him, he would give him a warning look. After that, he swaggered around and scooped all the soup into his and his mother's bowls. In the end, there was only a little bit of the root left for the Obsidian Forest.

Even so, the Ou Yang Forest was still very shameless, plundering all the leftover soup and water. My God, even so, I can't let you get away with it. Humph. All mine. Even Togan is mine.

”No, although I also like classical music, I also like calligraphy and the like.” Ye Mu Ning said honestly. Ou Yang Lin, who was at the side, drank his soup and said, ”Your mother is so virtuous and urgently needs music to influence her. ”Otherwise, it won't take long before she turns into that yellow-faced grandma.”

”Don't say that about Mommy.” Locke was the first to worry when he heard this.

On the other hand, Ye MuNing had a bitter smile on her face and didn't say anything about it.

”Remember to learn tomorrow. I want to see the results. ” After saying that, Ou Yang Lin stood up and prepared to leave. Before leaving, he unhappily said, ”What kind of food is this, it's so unpalatable.”