Definitely not letting him feed me!
Easy to get indigestion!
South Grant got out of bed and then went to the table.
Nathan Foster was also sitting at the table. Ever since the school fire, he hadn't eaten either. Ivan Keller had brought a lot of soup, and Nathan poured himself a bowl.
While drinking the soup, South Grant pondered how to cheer Nathan Foster up.
Watching Nathan drink the soup, South Grant suddenly had an idea and said:
"Uncle, you know, the happiest thing is waking up and starting the day with your partner, and winding down together at sunset."
Nathan Foster stirred the soup in his bowl with a spoon and casually said:
"If it's every day, can you handle it?"
"Pfft..."
South Grant spat out the mouthful of soup.
Nathan Foster, what kind of magic are you practicing?
I was talking about waking up and winding down with the sunset, and you took it in another direction. Are you trying to annoy me to death?
