George Young wanted to hear him say it a few more times, but he didn't have a preference for being watched in a monkey show, so he pulled Steven Jones to his feet.

Seeing the boy named Cheng Cheng at the bathroom door, George Young's brows furrowed slightly as he pulled Steven Jones's hand and walked out, "I'll settle the score with you when I get back."

Steven Jones had just drunk too much, but his memories were all still there.

People sympathize with the weak, seeing Chengcheng standing at the bathroom door with her head down, her eyes red, and a few deep finger marks on her neck, Steven Jones's heart could not help but feel a bit apologetic.

"Second brother, let me have a word with him." Steven Jones looked at him somewhat apologetically and wanted to talk to him, but he was dragged outside by George Young.

No one dared to mess with the jealous George Young, and Steven Jones had been spoiled by him for so many years, but he knew his bottom line.

At that moment, no more words, from the wet wallet took out a card and threw it over to him, "The password is the last six digits of the card number, you take the money and go to the hospital, I'll apologize to you for him!"

Before the words were out of his mouth, the man was already being dragged out.

Being rudely thrown into the car, Steven Jones did not have time to express his dissatisfaction before he was squeezed in by the person outside the car door, trapped in the narrow space, "What are you going to apologize for me?"

"What what apologize?" Steven Jones had no way to think right now because George Young's hands were taking off his clothes.

When his shirt was stripped off, Steven Jones only felt a chill run through his body and hurriedly pressed his hand that was unbuckling his pants, "Second brother, you, you calm down!"

This person, even if you like him you can't make such a yes right!

It's a parking lot, and they're both men! It's men!

The man who was stopped, raised an eyebrow and looked at him condescendingly, "Are you sure you don't need my help?"

Steven Jones's teeth chattered, "Help, help what?"

Looking at him like this, it wasn't hard to guess that he was thinking the wrong way, although it was tempting to tease him, but the one who was heartbroken from freezing was definitely himself.

George Young put a finger against the leg of his glasses, "Are you sure you want to keep wearing wet clothes like this?"

"Wet, clothes?" Steven Jones was a little confused about what he meant.

Until I saw him pull a paper bag out of the backseat, "Since you don't need help changing it yourself."

Steven Jones half-heartedly opened the paper bag to take a look, inside is a set of clean clothes, so it is not trying to bully him is to let him change clothes ah!

Looking at the clothes in his hand, Steven Jones's showy brain spun and asked idiotically, "Huh? You prepared clothes in the car, how do you know I need to change?"

George Young had just brought a towel over from the trunk, and when he heard this, he gave him an expressionless look and threw the propped up dry towel in his face.

When he was in the hospital, he occasionally had to work night shifts or stay up late for surgeries, and sometimes he couldn't make it home in time to change his clothes, so he would often have a change of clothes in the car.

This habit had developed since he started working at the hospital, and the fact that Steven Jones could ask such a question showed how much he cared for him on a regular basis!

This idiot!

Being swept over by George Young's cold eyes, Steven Jones's thin body trembled and his mind flashed.

Thinking of his profession, the despised, it slowly dawned on him, and he dutifully began to change himself, hissing, it was so cold, so cold!

It was already early in the morning when they left the Gay Bar, and instead of sending someone home, George Young drove directly to a villa in his name.

The villa was clean and the food in the fridge was all fresh, even though he rarely came to stay, but someone came by every week to clean it.

Steven Jones is not the first time to come, thought familiar, went in and wrestled himself into the leather sofa, a grandpa tone instructed, "Qiao Qiao I'm hungry."

George Young changed his slippers in the back and dropped his keys in the utility basket by the door.

When he walked over, he saw the person lying on all fours on the couch, yelling about being hungry with his eyes closed.

Originally, there were many things to say to him, but seeing him like this, George Young suddenly went soft, and without saying a word he turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Although Steven Jones didn't open his eyes, but when he heard footsteps approaching and then leaving, he knew that this person had gone to get him food, and his good-looking lips curved up.

The entire military compound knew that Qiao Ershao, who was known for his indifference and cunning, was the only one who responded to Jiang Xiaobai's requests, and that was his reverse scale.

Thinking that there would be something to eat in a while, Steven Jones was in a beautiful mood, smashing his mouth twice, and in a daze, he went to find Zhou Gong's disciple to play chess.

"Steven, come and eat." George Young called out as he came out with two servings of spaghetti.

Not hearing a response, he put down his plate and walked over, only to see the man sleeping mindlessly.

He was busy in the kitchen, and he didn't know to go over and help even if he did, but he was actually sleeping here.

George Young wanted to kick the person to wake him up, but he didn't feel like kicking him down even though his leg was raised.

"Steven, get up and eat something before you sleep." George Young tried to wake him up.

Hearing his voice, Steven Jones waved his hand like he was chasing away flies, muttered a couple sentences under his breath and refused to wake up, only to accidentally fall off the couch when he rolled over.

After a fall like that, you don't wake up.

The person sitting on the ground puffed out his cheeks and looked at George Young accusingly with dissatisfaction, "Qiao Qiao, you're doing this on purpose."

"Come and eat when you wake up." George Young didn't deny it.

Seeing that he didn't deny it, Steven Jones got upset and made a little fuss saying, "I'm not eating, if you want to eat you eat yourself, I want to sleep." Who the hell said they were hungry just now?

Watching Steven Jones climb onto the sofa to continue sleeping, George Young's footsteps that had already moved away retreated back, looking at him expressionlessly and saying, "Since we're not eating, let's talk first."

Steven Jones yawned and asked him, "What do you want to talk about?"

George Young narrowed his eyes and said in a light tone, "You know, I like you."

At that Steven Jones ''swish'' opened his eyes and looked at him, there in his chest like a deer was banging around, his heartbeat completely messed up the rhythm.

Does he want to confess?

Steven Jones looked at him expectantly, but heard him say, "You also said that you like me."

"So?" Steven Jones asked.

This man really wasn't the usual slowpoke, did he think that after he made his feelings known today, they could still get along like they used to?

Qominyan shook his head and took a few steps closer, bending down to look into his eyes, "So if you don't want to eat, we can probably do something else."

Seeing that Steven Jones was a bit confused after saying that, he kindly reminded, "It's what you wanted to do to that boy just now."

Looking at the ghostly green light in the pair of eyes above his head, Steven Jones finally realized, reflexively bouncing to sit up, arms hugging his chest to warn him, "Nah, Qiao Qiao don't mess around!"

"Messing around?"

George Young pressed down a bit more and looked into his somewhat flustered eyes, smiling softly as he asked him, "Azer tell me, what don't you want me to mess around with?"

He was too close, his eyes were too scary, Steven Jones was really afraid that he would make a mess, violently pushing him away, "I'm hungry, I want to eat."

The man who had gotten his way smiled in a different way as he watched the man who had fallen away.

This little fool, have to scare him a bit to obey, early good behavior to eat how good?

Over here, the people who had just told each other their feelings ate quietly.

Over there, Xiao Nan Night still didn't know that the trouble he had created for George Young had mistakenly helped him, allowing him to hear Jiang Xiaobai's thoughts, which was also considered unintentional.

The mountain air is fresh and pleasant, with tinkling mountain springs and birdsong.

After resting for a night in the Xiao residence, Sierra Moore's emotions calmed down and she woke up refreshed.

Early in the morning, he was called up by Ruby Smith and took his son with him to the main courtyard for breakfast with Xiao Nan Night.

When they walked to the restaurant, all the people from the the Shaw Family had arrived, and only Xiao Nan Night and his family came the latest.

Seeing that everyone was waiting for them, Sierra Moore lowered her head in embarrassment.

After Xiao Nan Night entered the room, he only called Samuel Shaw, the others he didn't even look at, and directly sat down in a big way.

Sierra Moore did not have his thick skin, grandfather, second aunt, fourth uncle, Xiao Jing Feng's called one by one.

She wasn't done screaming, she shook the LEO's little hand and said, "Baby, call someone."

This new member of the the Shaw Family, Xiao Beibei child, was as polite as his mommy, obediently listening to his mom's words and calling out for someone, then suddenly let go of Sierra Moore's hand and ran to Samuel Shaw's side with his hand outstretched and said, "Great Grandpa, I want to sit with you."

"LEO stop it." When Sierra Moore saw that her son actually ran to provoke Samuel Shaw, she was shocked and was about to go over to carry the child back, but she was stopped by the people around her.

Xiao Nanyue sized a bowl of thin rice and placed it in front of her, "Sit down and eat."

"But LEO he ..."

Sierra Moore was a little anxious, the old man had punished him only yesterday, he actually dared to go and provoke him, this brat really doesn't have a long memory at all.

Feeling Sierra Moore's mood swings, Xiao Nan Night reached his hand over and patted the back of her hand soothingly, "Trust me."

Sierra Moore took her eyes back from the LEO and looked at Xiao Nan Night, thinking about what he said last night, her heart gradually settled down.

She'd promised him she'd try to trust him, and Grandpa, too.

Retracting her worries, Sierra Moore sat down next to Xiao Nan Night, while over there LEO was already crawling towards Xiao Zhen Dong's lap.

Samuel Shaw was worried that the little kid would hold a grudge, just like Xiao Nanyang and Xiao Zhenfeng, and wouldn't get close to him after punishing him a few times, but he didn't expect that this kid wouldn't hold a grudge at all.

"Good, you sit with Great Grandpa."

Samuel Shaw was so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth, picking LEO up and placing him on his lap, "Bei Bei see what you want to eat, Tai Grandpa will clip it for you."

LEO didn't know how to spell 'polite' at all and reached out, "I'll have that crystal bun."

Samuel Shaw agreed with a full mouth, "Okay, Tai Grandpa will clip you crystal buns."

The plate of buns happened to be right in front of him, and Samuel Shaw reached out and put one in the LEO's bowl, letting him eat it himself with a small spoon.

LEO took a bite and was scalded by the soup inside the bun, spitting out his tongue and shouting 'so hot', that cute look made Samuel Shaw laugh.