Upon hearing the little guy's voice, Asher Land felt like he was struck by lightning.
"What's up?"
"I..." Poor Alexander, he had no idea he interrupted Asher Land's good moment as he swaggered into the room and tossed the unassembled racing car model onto their bed.
"Can you teach me? I can't finish it."
Are you kidding me? At this moment, this little guy is occupying their bed, asking him to teach him how to assemble a race car?
"I'm out of time now. I'll teach you tonight."
"No, Uncle." Alexander frowned, "I want to assemble it now, okay?"
Seeing Alexander's disappointed look, Sophie Smith couldn't help pinching Asher Land's arm.
"Asher Land, have some patience with the kid, okay?"
No choice, the little woman on the bed had spoken. How could he dare not comply? Otherwise, she'd get mad and become all coy in bed, refusing to cooperate.
He redid his half-unbuttoned shirt buttons one by one.
