I was surprised. "So soon? When did you arrive in Jston?"
"This afternoon." Jackughed. "Do you want to go out for dinner or eat at home? Do you need me to bring anything?"
"Hold on a moment." I moved the phone away, asked Danny quietly," Sweetie, do you want to eat at home or go out tonight?"
"I want to eat the food made by Charlotte!" Danny answered instinctively, but then seemed to think of something and quickly added," Hmm, never mind. I don''t want to go out, so can we just order takeaway? I can still treat you to dinner!"
I brought the phone back to my ear and smiled. "Jack, you don''t need to bring anything. Juste over."
Jack nodded.
After hanging up, I pinched Danny''s soft cheek and asked, "You just said you want to taste my cooking, right? Why don''t you want to now?"
"Uncle warned me."
"Warned you about what?"
"Uncle said..." The little one mumbled, "Not to cause you any trouble. If you gets tired, he will go and defeat Superman!"
"Defeat Superman?"
"Yeah!"
Danny nodded vigorously, his eyes rolling around. "Charlotte, can you protect Superman?"
I can''t believe these two..."
One dared to speak nonsense and the other believed him.
Frank didn''t care about the child''s mental state at all.
Seeing that I wasn''t speaking, Dannyy on myp, propping up his hea., "Charlotte, is someoneing to our house? Who is it?"
"A man."
"A man?"
Danny suddenly seemed to catch on to something and asked urgently," What kind of man? Is he like my uncle or like my daddy?"
"What''s the difference?"
"The difference is age."
I couldn''t help butugh. "Is your dad very old?"
"Hmm... not really old." Danny answered seriously, "It''s just that Mommy often says he''s an old-fashioned."
"Pfft!"
I couldn''t help butugh out loud.
I didn''t expect na to be as outspoken as Frank.
She criticized her husband with the same vigor.
Danny didn''t forget the main point and said brightly, "Charlotte, you still haven''t answered my question!"
"Hmm, he''s not old. He''s like your uncle."
Danny immediately scrambled off myp, turned around, and started running towards the door, one of his little slippers flying off. "What are you doing?"
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"I suddenly need to pee!"
"There''s a bathroom here..."
"No, Charlotte, I... I... I..." I picked him up, thinking he was just shy, and said, "Can''t you take off your pants by yourself yet?"
"No!"
"Then go ahead. If you need help, just call me."
I put him in the bathroom, but he looked like he was about to cry. "I... I suddenly don''t want to pee anymore..."
I was skeptical. "Really?"
"Yeah! Really!"
The little one walked out of the bathroom, looking dejected, and looked up at me, "Charlotte, can I y with the phone for a while?"
"No, the phone is bad for your eyes and will affect your vision."ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
"Please!" He tugged at my skirt with a pitiful look, gently shaking it. Please, just for a little while!"
My heart softened and handed him the phone. "Alright."
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He overjoyed, took the phone, and mbered up onto the sofa to nestle in a corner and start ying.
However, his little brows were furrowed deeply.
I was curious. "What''s wrong?"
Other kids would usually watch cartoons when they get a phone.
But he was quietly scrolling through his own WhatsApp.