Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

Chapter 136 - 136: Adrian Zhekova Doesn ‘t Want to Carry the Blame for This Pot



Chapter 136: Adrian Zhekova Doesn ‘t Want to Carry the Blame for This Pot

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Thus, Morgan Clarke quickly opened Peggy Lewis’s Whatsapp at this moment.

She directly sent her a voice message: “Godmother, Cindy and Uncle Adrian kissed!”

Adrian LneKova:

I really want to kick this kid out!

Cindy Clarke was suddenly awakened by Morgan’s shout and immediately retreated.

She let go and directly threw the apron onto Adrian Zhekova’s face.

Adrian Zhekova:

“I… It wasn’t on purpose!” Cindy recalled the scene just now in a chaotic mind. Adrian was standing still, and it was her who wasn’t steady and fell onto him.

As a result… they kissed.

It’s embarrassing to say that he took advantage of her.

But when she thought of taking advantage of him, Cindy felt that she also suffered a loss!

“You…put it on yourself!” Cindy didn’t care if his hands were dirty, she didn’t want to deal with him anymore.

“Hey!” Adrian sighed, “At least help me take off the apron, I can’t see, and I don’t know which direction to wash my hands.”

Hearing Adrian’s words, with an unusual sense of grievance and innocence.

Cindy turned her head and saw the apron hanging on his head.

Somehow, the sight was amusing.

The image of the Zhekova Family’s young prince was completely destroyed at this moment.

Even though Cindy was still embarrassed, she couldn’t help but chuckle.

She pulled the apron down with force, directly pulling it around his neck.

Just a tug, and Adrian Zhekova’s hairstyle was messed up.

The hair holding gel made the messy look especially strong.

The spiky, messy look somehow made him a bit cute.

Cindy quickly turned around, pretending to be busy to cover up her laughter, but don’t think Adrian didn’t see it.

Since Cindy decided not to help him, Adrian had to wash his hands, tie the apron himself and fix his hair.

Fortunately, the apron Cindy bought wasn’t a very feminine style with all the bells and whistles.

A milk gray cotton apron, with a simple design, no extra prints.

At this time, Morgan’s mobile phone rang with Peggy’s reply: “What happened? How did they kiss? Did you mess things up, young man?”

“1—” Before Morgan could finish, he got flicked on the head by Adrian, “Do you still want to help me shoot the video?”

Morgan immediately put his hands on his hips and said: “You kissed my sister and hit me. You haven’t even become my stepfather yet, and you’re already abusing me!”

Adrian Zhekova:

Cindy was embarrassed: “Morgan, it was an accident just now… Please forget about it!”

She hadn’t thought this little guy saw it, and Cindy felt awful.

She felt too embarrassed to even look at Morgan.

Adrian, without any politeness, grabbed Morgan by the collar and dragged him in front of the camera.

“When I support you, I’m Papa. Now that I flicked you on the head, it’s abuse?” Adrian complained, “Why don’t you go to heaven?

This is his son, and he couldn’t figure out who the boy had inherited this from.

It’s either Cindy or him!

But Adrian didn’t want to carry this pot.

Adrian went back behind the counter and reminded: “Hurry up and start filming.”

Peggy quickly replied: “Alright, alright.”

Morgan skillfully pointed the camera at Adrian’s hands, filming him pounding the meat..


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