Chapter 9 Husband, I'm a little sour

Steven Hawk slid his palm into his pocket, pulled out something, then took her hand and slid a small paper bag into her soft palm. Melissa Sam clenched her hands tightly, "You sit downstairs for a while." After saying that, she turned around and went upstairs. Steven Hawk glanced at her excited little body and disappeared around the corner of the stairs, without making a sound, picked a seat in the living room on the first floor and sat down to wait for her. A few minutes later, Melissa Sam hurried downstairs and walked over, "You can go back." Steven Hawk was about to ask her what she was doing with K9 psychedelic, when Faye returned to the living room with the brewed Longjing, "Mr. Steven, Miss Melissa, the tea is here." Melissa Sam held Steven Hawk's arm, "Forget it, it's getting late, we'll go back first, Faye, wait for Dad and Auntie to come back and tell them." Steven Hawk's thick eyelashes moved.