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Chapter 14 A Visit to Karen's House

"Why does your room smell like detergent?"

"I love to be clean."

"On the sofa too."

"I accidentally dropped the pizza on it yesterday, and I'm cleaning the stain."

"Why is there no mirror in the closet?"

"Accidentally broke."

"The closet door shows signs of repair."

"Didn't I say it, I accidentally touched the wardrobe, broke the mirror and broke the door."

"Whose pink T-shaped panties are in the closet?"

"..."

Mike, who was eating mung beans sprinkled with salt and pepper on his plate in peace, suddenly raised his head and looked at his mother who was sitting next to him with his hands crossed under his chin and a smile that was not a smile.

T-shaped panties?

Pink?

Alice does have one, but didn't she put it on when she left in the morning?

Blackmail me again?

Mike's eyelids twitched slightly, thinking so in his heart, but he quickly vetoed it, because if his mother wanted to blow him up, it would be impossible for him to be so accurate about the color.

Could it be that Alice went out without wearing clothes this morning?

Mike pursed his lips and looked up in silence for a while, expressionless: "Mine."

"Cough cough!"

Mr. Bell Lance, who was sitting on the opposite side of the dining table pretending to be reading the newspaper in his hand, suddenly coughed violently. After a while, Mr. Bell Lance wiped the corner of his mouth with a tablecloth, and looked at Mike sitting opposite him angrily: " Son, don't talk nonsense."

Bell was a little speechless, and even a little flustered, thinking that the men in his Lance family have been several generations, and all the men in the family are real men. He doesn't want the genes of the Lance family to change in his generation.

Mike shrugged without explaining anything, but looked directly at his mother Julia who was also slightly dumbfounded: "Dear mother, do you have any questions?"

Julia shook her head numbly: "I have no problem with you being so ruthless. You have grown up, son, and you are so ruthless to yourself."

Mike smiled slightly: "Thank you."

Julia then looked at Mike curiously: "Son, those panties are so small, can they fit in?"

Mike's eyelids twitched erratically, took a deep breath, and swallowed the beans in his mouth: "Thank you for your concern, it's okay to squeeze."

Julia wanted to continue.

Mike cleaned up his Chinese food in threes and fives, then got up and said, "I finished eating, and then I went upstairs in a hurry.

After Mike's figure disappeared at the top of the stairs, Julia looked at Bell with a slight upward smile and said with a smile: "Small, fight with me, I have never lost."

"Of course!"

Bell gave his affirmation without hesitation, then shook his head and said: "He is 17 years old, and it's normal to talk about a girlfriend. Since he doesn't want to tell us who it is, it's better for us not to ask."

Julia glared at Bell directly: "Who are you helping?"

Bell shuddered, showing a flattering smile: "Of course it's you."

Only then did Julia put away her face, and nodded self-consciously: "That's right, we are a team, forget it, since my son is talking about a girlfriend, or I won't take him to Paris for vacation tomorrow , the first love is always very short."

Bell's eyes lit up, he didn't have to think about the reason this year, it was great, so he nodded and said with deep empathy, "I agree."

……

the next day.

Mike listened to his parents, who were dramatists but pretended to be shocked, talking about why he couldn't take him to Paris for a vacation this time with a blank expression.

Without him.

Just get used to it.

Since he entered the ninth grade, for the playwright parents, his vacation is actually their vacation, but every time they go on vacation, they can almost think of different reasons to deliberately prevent Mike from following them.

If there was a choice for the worst parents in the United States, the pair of Julia and Bell would not have to choose at all, and they would go straight to the top.

but……

Mike got used to it too. After half an hour, Mike saw off his parents who came back in a hurry and left with two boxes of vacation luggage.

soon.

Mike looked at the taillights of the Ferrari that disappeared from sight and sighed involuntarily. If it wasn't for the memory coming out of Julia's body, he would have doubted whether he was their own.

Soon.

Mike also left home.

The yellow Paloje was driving on the road in the town, and soon it left Fox Town and entered the foggy forest road. After driving for a while, Mike drove the vehicle into an unpaved asphalt road. A path without any signs.

After driving another 200 meters, the front suddenly opened up, and a well-built lawn appeared. On the lawn, six untrimmed cedar trees shaded the entire lawn with their broad and rolling branches and leaves.The trees prop up their protective shade that stretches up to the facade of the house.

At this moment.

A silver Volvo has already parked at the door of the house.

Alice, who was in the house, heard the movement outside and came out, and saw Mike who parked the car behind the Volvo and got out of the car.

"Hi."

"Hi."

Alice and Mike kissed each other, and after they let go, Alice naturally took Mike's right hand and walked towards the door and said, "Edward and Isabella have just arrived."

Mike nodded.

Isabella came to see her in-laws this time.

what about me?

Mike, who was holding his little hand by Alice, couldn't help thinking curiously.

Enter the door.

The house is very bright, very open, very spacious.

There should have been several rooms in the building, but most of the walls on the first floor have been broken through, turning into a particularly wide space.

The south-facing wall at the rear of the house was replaced with a single piece of glass, and beyond the shade of cedar trees, a wide river was exposed on the rolling grass.

A grand winding staircase occupies the west side of the room.The walls, the high ceilings, the wooden floors, the thick carpet, are all shades of white.

The members of the Karen family are over there in the open kitchen.

Isabella and Edward were there too.

Carlisle Karen, the head of the Cullen family who always maintains a 23-year-old appearance, saw Mike who was led in by Alice and said first: "You are welcome, Mike."

Mike replied politely: "Thank you, Mr. Cullen."

Mike and Isabella are different.

Isabella is foreign.

Mike was born and raised in a small town, and he was in the same school as most of the Karen family, sometimes in the same classroom, not to mention that Mike once worked in the clinic in Carlisle.

and so.

Facing Mike was different from facing Isabella. To put it simply, after Mike appeared, the focus of the Karen family's eyes shifted from Isabella to Mike.

……

(End of this chapter)