It’s said without intent, but the listener takes it to heart.
Cora Ginger leaned closer to Connor, her eyes sparkling, and asked, "Where do you live?"
"Right next door."
"Is the villa next door yours?"
"Yeah, it’s very pretty. Do you want to check it out tonight?"
Cora replied without hesitation, "I do!"
Connor grinned like a fox, "My house layout is similar to Young Master Hunter’s, just doesn’t have as many decorations here. I was hoping to find soone to help check it out and do so arranging!"
"I can do that! I’m really good at decorating!"
"Then I’ll trouble you! Next ti, I’ll treat you to a al to thank you properly!"
Johan Niles was utterly shocked, mouth agape, so much so that he didn’t even notice the peanuts dropping out of his mouth.
Is Connor’s flirtation skill that impressive?!
Is he really getting the girl to visit him at ho in just a few minutes?
And even secured a al for next ti?
Master!
So skilled!
He reached out to poke Connor, "Hey, teach ."
Connor knew what he ant, he picked up a fresh fish ball for Cora Ginger, then turned to Johan Niles and said, "A rotten log can’t be carved, not teaching!"
Johan Niles was a bit self-aware; he indeed lacked so mind in this aspect, so he was sincerely seeking guidance.
He picked up a rib and put it in Connor’s bowl, "I rember you love ribs, eat more, Connor."
Connor noticed the rib he had chosen was well-balanced between lean and fat, maybe soaked in the soup for a long ti, it looked tender and juicy, and turned to pick it for Cora Ginger, "This one is good, Cora, have it."
Cora Ginger smiled sweetly, "Thank you, Connor!"
Then gave Johan Niles a provocative glance.
Johan Niles almost cried out, "I can’t live anymore!"
Isabella Weaver couldn’t stop laughing, picked up a rib for him, "Doctor Niles, tonight’s ribs are especially delicious, hurry and eat!"
Johan Niles was moved deeply, "Still, sister-in-law is kind to ..."
Before he finished saying "kind," the rib in his bowl was picked away by Harry Hunter.
"My wife picked this, you’re not allowed to eat it, only I can!"
Johan Niles’s heart shattered into countless pieces.
Can’t go on like this!
After dinner, Isabella Weaver took Cora Ginger on a little tour of the house.
Cora Ginger was incredibly envious, dragging Connor away, "Quickly, take to see your house! I’ve never seen such a nice house in all my life!"
Johan Niles watched the two heading out, jumped off the couch, "I want to go tour too!"
Connor turned around, "No way!"
"Why not?"
"What are you touring? You’ve seen it countless tis!"
"Are we still brothers or not?"
"We’re not!"
"I insist on going!"
Johan Niles, oblivious to being a third wheel, insisted on tagging along.
Isabella Weaver watched the three of them arguing noisily as they left, laughing in Harry Hunter’s arms, "Doctor Niles must have gone on purpose to cause trouble?"
"Definitely."
Harry Hunter gently smoothed her long hair, his mood uplifted by hers, "He’s childish."
"And you?"
"I’m not like him; I’m mature!"
"Yet you still grab people’s ribs?"
Speaking of that, Harry Hunter’s face turned serious, "You’re not allowed to pick food for other n in the future! I forbid it!"
Isabella Weaver suddenly found him sowhat adorable, the dignified Young Master, jealous even over a picked rib!
She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissed his cheek, "Got it, I’ll pick only for you in the future."
"Okay."
Harry Hunter responded calmly, picked her up, and headed upstairs.
"Ti to sleep."
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