"A girl gave it to me on the bus."
Patrick held the food box and lowered his head. His voice was very soft.
Kristen was dumbfounded.
"Someone gave you something again?"
She thought, Pierre is the chosen one, isn't he?
It wasn't the first time something like this happened. Patrick had already brought a lot of things back home, all of which were given by strange girls.
"Didn't I say that you can't just take things from others?
"There are many good people in the world, but there are also bad people out there. What if they snatch you away and sell you to some unknown places?"
Kristen frowned and tried to scare Patrick, "You are so good-looking. Do you know how many people want to snatch you away?
"Did the girl who gave the thermos to you say you were good-looking?"
Patrick buried his head even lower, yet he still had to answer her question. He said pitifully, "Yes.
"Kristen, don't be angry. I was wrong.