The Juggernaut in the comic world

Chapter 49 Breakfast
"Cough cough!"

Recalling the scene of the attack, Mark's face felt a little hot. After coughing twice, he said, "Then what... the situation was a bit, um... urgent, and I didn't pay much attention."

After a pause, Mark quickly added: "However, I'm sure there are surveillance cameras at the intersections of the streets."

Talos summed it up: "This is easy to handle. I will call out the surveillance as soon as possible after I go back. Once I find any suspicious information, I will send you the news through TS-1 as soon as possible."

Mark thanked: "It's really troublesome for you."

"It's ok."

Talos smiled slightly, and then said: "It's already night now, and Lloyd's matter has been resolved. Mr. Mark, please rest early, and I will go back to the spaceship first."

"be careful on the road."

……

The next morning, the sky was still a little hazy.

"uncle?"

"uncle!"

"Wake up, let the sun bask in your ass~"

In a burst of shouting, Mark woke up from the bed in a daze.

When she opened her eyes, Ashe was wearing pink bear pajamas and standing by the bed, shouting and pushing his arms non-stop.

"Good morning, Ashe."

Mark rubbed his eyes, then glanced at the clock on the bedside table and waited.

It was a quarter to eight.

Stretching, she sat up from the bed and asked with a smile, "Why did little Ash get up so early today?"

Ashe looked at Mark expectantly, with a pitiful look: "Aunt Tracy is going to take me to the amusement park today, uncle, can you go with me?"

Anyway, Johnny's affairs are over, and Talos still has to wait for news. Mark has nothing to do, so after thinking about it, he agreed: "Okay! Let's go to the amusement park together."

"Great!"

Ashe jumped up happily, then turned around and rushed out of the room quickly: "I'm going to change clothes."

The joy of children is so simple.

Seeing Ashe's reaction, Mark chuckled, and then got up too.

After washing, the time came to eight o'clock.

Trish Edmonds was helping Ashie braid her hair in the living room at this time, when she saw Mark come out, she signaled to the dining room: "There is bread and milk on the table, eat more."

"Thank you, Aunt Tracy."

Mark thanked him and sat down at the table.

After a while, Ashe's braid was done, and she also ran over.

Mark picked it up and put it on his lap, then tore another piece of bread and fed it.

"Come on."

Ashe ate happily, and Trish Edmonds was laughing too.

Such a scene reminded her of how she sat in her father's arms when she was a child, and then her father tore open the bread with his own hands and fed her bit by bit.

Looking at it, she couldn't help being distracted.

"Aunt Tracy? The bread you make is delicious."

It wasn't until Ashe's voice came that Trish Edmonds suddenly came back to her senses, and then there was another group, with a wry smile looming in her eyes.

Aunt……

Tracy Edmonds pursed her lips, smiled subtly, and said, "Is it delicious? Eat more if it tastes good."

While talking, Trish Edmonds also came to the dining table and sat down.

Pick up a piece of bread and eat it with cheese.

The moment the bread entered the mouth, Tracy Edmonds was slightly taken aback. She suddenly realized that the breakfast she had made for so many years tasted particularly good today.

Mark reached for a glass of milk and said, "Ash, you can't just eat bread, you need to drink more milk."

"Well……"

Ash pouted, she didn't want milk.

Suddenly, Ashe rolled her little eyes, then pushed the milk that Mark had prepared for her towards Tracy Edmonds, and said with a smile: "Aunt Tracy, uncle said you can't support bread. "

"Ah? Ah! Good."

Tracy Edmonds, who was distracted, didn't think much about Ashe's words. She took it and drank it, and finally licked the stains on the corner of her mouth with her tongue.

Mark shuddered inexplicably and panicked.

It was Ashe, who saw Trish Edmonds helping her finish the milk, turned around with a proud face, and said yes to Mark: "Uncle, the milk is already finished."

Mark quickly regained consciousness, then put his milk in front of Ashe, and said, "There's more here."

It seemed that she was worried that Ashe would repeat her old tricks, and then added: "No...you can't let Aunt Tracy drink it for you."

A blush flashed across Tracy Edmonds' cheeks, and then she pretended to be vicious, and said to Ashe: "If Ashe doesn't drink milk, then we won't go to the amusement park today."

"what?"

Ashe turned her face, and the child acted like an adult and said, "Okay, I'll just drink it, there's really nothing I can do about you."

As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed again, and finally picked up the cup obediently, sipping milk in small sips.

"Hahaha……"

Ashe's small appearance amused the two of them, and they finished the breakfast amidst laughter.

The time came to around 08:30, and the sun outside was shining on the ground. Trish Edmonds, who had packed the dining table, drove the car with Mark and Ash to the playground.

On weekends and weekends, there were many people going out to play, and the traffic on the road was a bit congested. When the three of them arrived at the playground, they found a parking space and stopped to check the time. It was almost ten o'clock.

"I'm going to buy a ticket, you two go over there and wait under the shade of the tree, don't run around."

After giving instructions, Trish Edmonds walked towards the ticket hall.

Mark and Ashe came under the shade of a tree.

"uncle."

After waiting for a while, Ashe suddenly tugged on Mark's hem.

Mark lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ashe pointed to the mobile vending cart in the distance: "I want to eat ice cream."

"This……"

Mark looked up at the direction of the ticket office, although he knelt down and hugged Ashe, hung her nose, and said, "Shall we wait for Aunt Tracy to come back to buy?"

Ash pouted and said, "But I want it now."

Mark tilted his head and said, "But if we leave now, what should we do if Trish comes later and can't find us?"

"No, I want it."

Ashe twisted her body, her eyes turned red, and she played tricks that children would know.

Shame!

In this regard, Mark had no choice but to hold Ashe and walk to the mobile sales cart.

Seeing her goal succeed, Ashe immediately showed a smile on her face.

There are two people who run the mobile vending car, a man and a woman, about 20 years old, probably a couple.

Mark stood in front of the mobile sales car, looked at the picture on the car, and thought about it: "Hello, please give me one..."

(End of this chapter)