Chapter 131 I'm Worried About You

"If something happens in A City in the future, don't say that you're my son!" He could only say some harsh words.

Jacob added some light cold celeries to his father's plate and said, "Okay. If anything happens to you in H City, I will always be your son. "

York patted him and said, "Bad son! I won't acknowledge you as my son! "

Donna finally smiled.

She also added some food to Cherry's plate and said, "Hurry up and eat. I've been worried about it for a long time. I don't know if I'll add salt into the wrong place when I cook... "

As soon as she finished speaking, York spit out the celery in his mouth and said, "You don't have to know. You did! "

There was finally a slight laughter at the table.

"I'm going to cook it again." Cherry took the plate obediently and went to the kitchen to cook it again.

Fortunately, the big thing turned into the small thing, and finally be solved.

Maybe she should also believe in the ability of Jacob.

He could fight for the happiness of the two of them in the end...

After a day's journey, Jacob just leaned back on the sofa quietly and looked at the ceiling blankly.

There was a slight vibration in the place beside him.

He knew it was her.

He reached out and held her in his arms.

"What are you thinking about?" She asked in a low voice.

He smiled, "I'm thinking about the future."

What would happen to him in the future?

She looked up at him, only to see the dark circles around his eyes.

She bit her lower lip and asked, "Are you also busy over there?"

He kissed her forehead and said, "No, I can handle it."

She

feet before going to bed. " She wiped her father's feet carefully. "It's wet now. The pain in your feet is easy to relapse, and you are so disobedient. Do you want me to move back?"

Looking at her, Jerome smiled, "You move back? Then Jacob will fight with me."

"How dare he!" Her hand stopped for a long time before she answered reluctantly.

Before he could suspect, she had already helped her father into the room. "Well, don't say so much. Go to bed first."

She made the bed comfortably. As soon as Jerome lay down, he felt warm from heart to body.

He said half jokingly, "Cherry, I really want you back."

Cherry rolled her eyes and said, "Then I'll come back to accompany you."

Jerome laughed and didn't take it seriously.

That night, his feet didn't hurt at all.

He got up in the middle of the night and wanted to go to the bathroom. As soon as he opened the door, he heard her daughter get up in a hurry next door.

It was still the end of spring and it was cold at night. Jerome hurriedly called, "Cherry, go to bed. I can do it myself."

How could Cherry agree?

She patiently helped her father to the bathroom, poured him a glass of warm water, and stared at him to sleep before leaving.

She shrank into her own quilt.

The cubicle was narrow and small. There was only a large wardrobe and an single bed left.

The only window was in his father's cubicle.

On the other side, she was surrounded by thin plank walls. Even if she closed her eyes, she could still hear the snore of her father next door.

It was a lot worse than and the room prepared for her by Jacob.