Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!-Chapter 1209

Chapter 1209: Chapter 1209: It’s so hard for the single dog to live in the Zhekova Family_1 Chapter 1209 -1209: It’s so hard for the single dog to live in the Zhekova Family_1 “Uncle Samson, have you ever risked your life for anyone?” asked the little guy in a voice that was both ancient and desolate.

Samson Zhekova: “…”

What the hell?

Thank goodness Adrian Zhekova and Cindy Clarke have been trained by the little guy early on. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

The two of them have seen their fair share of worldly experiences.

When they heard the little guy ask this, neither of them showed a hint of surprise.

They were even still immersed in their own world.

Anyway, now that Samson Zhekova was present, they could conveniently hand the little guy off to him.

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The two of them were all relaxed and happy doing nothing.

But Samson Zhekova was clearly not as relaxed and happy.

He pondered over the little guy’s words, which seemed familiar to him.

Samson Zhekova asked, “Why would you suddenly come up with a thought like that?

You’re still so young, why are you talking about risking your life?”

The little guy took off his headphones, disconnected the bluetooth between the headphones and his mobile phone, and once again played it for Samson Zhekova to listen

Samson Zhekova: “…”

Then Samson Zhekova remembered.

This was a line from a film.

“What are you even watching?” Samson Zhekova asked helplessly.

The little guy handed his mobile phone to Samson Zhekova again.

Samson Zhekova took a look.

It was a video of someone bungee jumping, but the background voiceover was this sentence.

“Do you understand what the sentence means?” dijo Samson Zhekova, with the tone of calling the little guy a brat channeling other people’s tone.

“It’s not important if I understand it or not,” the little guy said, “Uncle Samson, have you ever loved someone?”

Samson Zhekova: “…”

The little guy glanced at Adrian Zhekova and Cindy Clarke, their hands clasped together in front of them.

He asked Samson Zhekova again, “Have you ever held a girl’s hand?”

Samson Zhekova: “…”

The little guy extended his chubby little paw.

“I have.

I’ve held hands with several girls.

The girls in my class all want to hold hands with me.”

Samson Zhekova: “…”

Without a doubt, he was now feeling a sense of inferiority, even feeling a bit inferior to this kid.

“Uncle Samson, have you kissed anyone?” the little guy asked again.

Samson Zhekova grinded his teeth, “Where’d you pick up these ideas?

Are you saying you’ve kissed a girl too?”

Samson Zhekova immediately complained to Adrian Zhekova: “Brother, did you hear that?

You must keep an eye on Morgan!

He’s still so young and already talking about kissing.

It’s dangerous even just having these thoughts, let alone taking the action!”

“You’ve preserved your purity until you were with my sister-in-law; your impeccable record cannot be tarnished by your son!” Samson Zhekova said mournfully, “If Morgan grows up to be a philanderer, it would be such a disgrace to our Zhekova family.”

Adrian Zhekova: “…”

Cindy Clarke: “…”

Cindy Clarke is now convinced that Samson Zhekova has never been in a relationship.

In order to dodge this subject, he doesn’t mind framing Morgan!

However, this question raised by Samson Zhekova is indeed worth pondering over.

Cindy Clarke asked, “Morgan, where did you hear this from?”

“Why would I need to hear it from somewhere?

It’s all portrayed on TV,” the little guy said, “But don’t worry, I’ll definitely save my first kiss for my future wife.”

“Even though I’m very likable, I will protect myself,” the little guy said, “The videos always say that boys must protect themselves outside.

So, I’ll definitely be cautious.”

“Even if there are many girls who like me, I wouldn’t let them touch my hair.” The little guy assured with great determination.

Cindy Clarke: “…”

The bigger this little guy grows, the more apparent his genetic traits become, huh?

Apart from other traits inherited from Adrian Zhekova, narcissism seemed to have emerged first.

Samson Zhekova: “…”

He felt he was subtly being dissed by this kid.

The little guy was only five yet so many girls have already taken a liking to him.

And yet, he was already 27 and he hadn’t seen any girl chase after him.

Samson Zhekova pursed his lips, not willing to believe it.

“Is it true?

Are there really that many girls who like you?”

Samson Zhekova looked at the little guy’s increasingly chubby figure.

Though he didn’t express it, his doubt was evident from his gaze.

The little guy was angry.

He sucked in his stomach and said, “I’m very popular at the nursery!

I’m the heartthrob!”

Samson Zhekova: “…”

Oh.

“If you don’t believe me, you can come and see at the nursery,” the little guy said.

Samson Zhekova felt he must be stupid.

Why was he even bothering to argue with this kid!

“Uncle Samson, when you were my age, were you as popular as I am?” the little guy asked.

Samson Zhekova: “…”

“Back then, the competition was much tougher for me.

After all, I was in Jetaime Academy, filled with handsome fellows.

The girls were spoiled for choice.

It was not an environment to be dominated by a single person,” Samson Zhekova said, “If I were in your nursery, I would also be the heartthrob.”

Little guy: “…”

Oh.

Samson Zhekova was furious.

When he was back at the family mansion during New Year, he didn’t find this kid that annoying during the short time they spent together.

“How come I never noticed how annoying you were before?” Samson Zhekova couldn’t help but ask.

“We weren’t very close at the time.

I was giving you face,” the little guy waved his hand and told Samson Zhekova the truth.

Samson Zhekova: “…”

So now that they were closer, his true colors were showing?

Fortunately, the little guy seemed to drop the topic of Samson Zhekova’s past love affairs.

However, Samson Zhekova hadn’t had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief.

The little guy, quiet for only a short while, asked Samson Zhekova again, “Uncle Samson, when you see my mom and dad, and Fourth Grandfather and my godmother, do you feel envious?”

Samson Zhekova: “…”

“I’m still young, I don’t envy them,” Samson Zhekova stubbornly said.

Even if he were envious, he wouldn’t admit it anyway

“It’s okay, I’ll keep you company.” the little guy chimed in.

“When we reach Fourth Grandfather’s place, Fourth Grandfather and my godmother will be a pair, mom and dad will be a pair.

Temporarily, I can pair up with you,” the little guy added.

Samson Zhekova: “…”

Could he decline?

He definitely didn’t want to pair up with this kid.

He wasn’t that pathetic, was he?

Samson Zhekova was now starting to regret getting in Adrian Zhekova’s car.

Even though Adrian Zhekova didn’t flaunt his love as shamelessly as Lyke Zhekova.

But Lyke Zhekova’s car didn’t have Morgan in it!

At least he could have some peace there.

Samson Zhekova couldn’t help but fall into contemplation.

Was it Lyke Zhekova’s shameless display of love or the little guy constantly jabbing at him that was worse?

Right up to the moment the car stopped in front of Lyke Zhekova’s building, Samson Zhekova was still unable to come up with an answer.

Eventually, he could only sigh.

Being single in the Zhekova household was a tough gig.

Lyke Zhekova arrived first.

He and Peggy Lewis were waiting on the ground floor.

When Adrian Zhekova and his companions got off the car, he led them inside the building.

They went upstairs and arrived at Lyke’s front door.