One evening, Simon changed her clothes and went downstairs. He had finished his work early today, so it was rare for him to have some free time.
When they were walking into the hall, they caught sight of a small group of people in the kitchen, who were sneaking around.
Huh?
Simon was confused and walked over.
"Dad!"
As expected, Esti put his hands behind his back, and there was something fishy about it.
Simon didn't need to ask any more questions. She said bluntly, "You stole ice cream. I'll tell your mom later."
"How could it be like this?"
Xing Xing's little face fell and he pouted unhappily. There was no doubt that his mother doted on him, but she was also more in charge of him than his father. However, his father loved to complain.
Xing Xing rolled his eyes and started a discussion with his father.
"Dad, don't tell Mom. I won't sleep with Mom tonight!"
Hearing that, Simon narrowed her eyes.