Ethan’s gloomy face suddenly turned white for a few minutes, and the hand hanging at his side clenched his fist, “I … can still hold on.”


    Knowing the time is a good thing.


    Compared with going to the nameless ind, Ethan resolutely turned around and went back to the living room, walked up to Margarita Jones, ny degrees bent over, “Miss Margarita sorry, just now I spoke too impulsive, I apologize.”


    Margarita Jones was about to say something when she saw the Morris’s walk in the door.


    Her brow knitted, displeasure written all over her face, and she waved her hand, “Get out, I don’t want to see you right now.”


    “Okay.”


    Ethan nodded his head and immediately turned around and walked towards the outside of the living room.


    A big man can bend and stretch, this matter is nothing.


    “What brings you guys here?” Margarita Jones looked at the two of them, her anger subsided a little.N?velDrama.Org copyrighted ? content.


    Vivian looked at the mess, shook his head a sigh, “not afraid toete, you will demolish the home.”


    For some reason, Margarita Jones always felt that Vivian was scolding her, but she couldn’t find any evidence.


    She remembered that when she swiped Twitter and the small video app, she always said that the husky ‘demolished the house’.


    “That’s not the affair your husband caused.”


    Margarita Jones sat down on the sofa with great displeasure, wrapped her arms around her chest and snorted coldly, “I was ying at Danny’s ce and Lisa rushed in and gave me a shady scolding for hooking up with Danny and, by association, you. I was so angry that I pped her.”


    After that, she gave Morris a white look, “You’re getting into trouble everywhere.”


    Vivian pursed her lips and gave a meaningful nce at Morris beside her, then walked around the broken ss on the ground and sat down beside Margarita Jones, “Yes, he’s the one who caused the affair. I know you are not in a good mood, so I bought you some good food.”


    Margarita Jones was energized by the sound of food, “What kind of food?”


    Vivian put the handbag on the table and took out a box, “Spicy crayfish, all kinds of skewers, teppan tofu, chicken leg wrapped rice, all snacks that your hidden tribe does not have.”


    She opened the lid of the box and handed Margarita Jones two gloves, “Here, hurry up and eat. These won’t taste good if they get cold.”


    “You know me, Vivian.” Margarita Jones smiled like a flower and was in a good mood.


    Morris walked up and took two bottles of red wine and put them on the table, “I brought you two bottles of red wine.”


    “Count on you to have some conscience.” Margarita Jones is also not polite, pointed to the red wine and said, “Help me open, I want to drink with Vivian.”


    Morris froze for a moment.


    Red wine with spicy crawfish?


    There seemed to be more strangebinations.


    He didn’t say anything, went to the wine cab and opened the red wine, poured it into the waker, took two more tall sses, ced them in front of them, and poured wine for the two of them.


    “Aren’t you going to eat?”


    Margarita Jones, who was eating spicy crawfish, looked at Morris and pointed to a box of food, “It’s really good, let’s eat together.”


    Without waiting for Morris to say anything, Vivian exined, “He doesn’t like to eat these things, he thinks it’s unhygienic.”


    “Wouldn’t it be a pity not to eat such a delicacy.” Margarita Jones sighed, “The Cryptids only have peeps, but peeps don’t have meat and no one would think of bringing them to the table.”


    “He only likes king crab, Boston lobster, or at worst, kiwi shrimp.” Vivian picked up a headless crawfish and handed it to Morris as she spoke, “Try it, it tastes really good. It’s much better than salmon with mustard.”


    Morris shook his head, resisting, “No, I’m not hungry.”


    The thought that these crayfish were most likely fished out of the stinky gutter made it more and more difficult for him to ept.