Chapter 38

Hank Pimm now faces a dilemma.

The expectant eyes and the rolling red 'magma' in front of us.

either-or.

The corners of his eyes twitched, Hank Pimm showed a calm smile, nodded and agreed, "that's right, a man should eat spicy."

With that, he put a 'fire' into his mouth from the red hell.

Although the alarm had sounded in his mouth, Hank Pimm was still elegant.

"Hank, I'm going to see you differently."

Hope cocked his head and looked at him with adoring eyes.

Hank Pimm instantly felt a clear spring pouring into his mouth.

His daughter hasn't looked at him like this for a long time.

Since the child's mother entered the quantum field in order to dismantle missiles.

With a sigh in his heart, he showed a disdainful smile and said, "it's all trivial."

With that, he took another dish with chopsticks.

Even if it was really magma in front of him, in order to restore the relationship between their father and daughter, even if there was only a little, he would swallow it without changing his face.

"Delicious!"

Hank Pimm praised.

Mike looked at hank Pimm deeply and said, "if it's delicious, you can eat more."

Hank Pimm nodded calmly.

Looking at each other's appearance, Mike secretly laughed.

If he hadn't noticed the seemingly calm face of the other party and twitched slightly from time to time, he would have been cheated by the other party.

Since the other party wants to show himself, let him be.

Mike nodded secretly in his heart and praised his understanding.

So he drank the red wine in the glass and said to Hank Pimm, "I didn't expect you to like hank so much. Wait a minute, you must like it better."

With that, Mike got up and brought a bottle of wine in Hank Pimm's puzzled eyes.

White, clear as water.

"Is this?" Hank Pimm said a word and took a quick but unobtrusive breath.

Mike put two glasses on the table and said, "it's a Chinese wine. It's good with wine."

Hank Pimm nodded, "it must be delicious."

The crystal clear liquid tastes good at first sight. He will drink two more cups later to relieve the pain in his mouth.

Mike filled the glass with wine, pushed it in front of hank Pimm and said, "you're welcome."

Hank Pimm took up his glass, looked at his daughter and drank the wine cleanly.

Then

His eyes kicked, and the wine in his mouth almost spewed out.

What the hell!

Instead of feeling the flames in his mouth being extinguished, the fire became stronger and stronger, and rushed directly into his stomach.

"Dad?"

Hope looked at his father with expectation in his eyes.

dad?

Hank Pimm's eyes lit up.

He even called him father. The child hasn't called him that for a long time.

At the moment, he had a feeling of tears in his eyes.

Hank Pimm swallowed, grinned and said, "not bad."

Shit, he feels his stomach is going to burn.

"Then drink more."

Mike smiled and filled it up again.

Hank Pimm smiled, but he couldn't wait to bury his head in the water.

no

He'll strangle Mike before burying his head!

But looking at Mike's sincere expression, Hank Pimm couldn't help sighing again.

It's not the other party's fault. He pretended so well.

"You're welcome, eat quickly!"

Mike smiled and picked up his glass again.

An hour later

Hank Pimm's eyes were blurred, his body was sweating, and his shirt collar was torn open by himself.

"Mike! My good brother! I really know you too late! I've never seen such a sincere and hospitable person!"

Hank Pimm grabbed Mike's hand, tears whirling, and he looked like he wanted to meet him late.

Mike put hank Pimm on the shoulder and said, "I've met such a happy person for the first time."

"Haha!" Hank Pimm smiled. Seeing hope and Clark together, he didn't know what to talk about. His eyes were confused and whispered to Mike, "I'll tell you, burp! Now I feel like I'm going to burn..."

Mike flashed a smile at the bottom of his eyes and said, "you will like this feeling in the future!"

"Ken, sure!"

Tut, your tongue is big. I hope you know a good anorectal doctor

Mike laughed in his heart and had a casual conversation with hank.

Hope looked back at his father, and saw that the other party was disheveled, and covered his face with shame.

What a shame!

However, when her good-looking father wakes up tomorrow and tells the other party what happened this evening without expression, the other party's expression must be very interesting.

Also, he didn't eat spicy food obviously, but he tried to cram it and pretended to be okay. It was really funny.

However, he asked for it. He lost her mother! She will never forgive him!

But after she saw the other party's flushed face, she felt a little worried and inexplicably upset.

She shouldn't have said that on purpose tonight

"No, he deserved it!"

She whispered and stirred her hands together.

Clark, who was opposite her, moved slightly when he heard this.

This girl only came here recently, and the reason why they become friends, in addition to talking, there is another important reason, that is, there is no mother.

"What are you looking at?"

Hope pursed his mouth and looked at Clark curiously.

Clark said, "we should be glad to have a good father."

"Good father? Huh!" Hope sneered, "Mike is a good father, but he... Forget it."

Clark sighed and said, "hope, he's your father anyway. Maybe you can talk about it."

"Talk about what? What do you know?"

Hope jumped down from the sofa angrily and said, "it's getting late. The driver of our family is coming. I'm leaving!"

"Hank!"

Hope shouted and strode out.

Hank Pimm turned his head, smiled foolishly and said, "yes, I'm leaving!"

Mike took hank Pimm, who was shaking slowly, to the door and said, "come often when you have time!"

Hank pimby made a gesture, sat in the car and disappeared into the sight of the Kents.

Mike turned to close the door, but Clark looked a little unhappy and said, "what's the matter?"

Clark was silent and said, "hope, her father can't eat spicy food, but she deliberately let her father eat spicy food. She..."

He told Mike what they said.

Mike laughed, pinched Clark's face and said, "before persuading someone, at least understand the reason. What you said is right, but you also have to consider hope's current mood."

Clark nodded and said, "I see."

Mike touched Clark's head: "apologize to hope tomorrow..."

After a pause, he said strangely, "by the way, how's hank?"